Walking down the roads of ease.
Watching trees swell, for rivers pure joy.
Walking underground toward, other sides of life cares
Watching spirits ,wash me- swatching- worlds, tiki tiki –
Walking half-like crazy tryin to find home,
Watching spirits, whisper this way, this way….
I liked it but I didn’t understand the “tiki tiki” and was that suppose to be “switching” instead of “swatching”?
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thank you- this poem spoke to poetic sound and rhythm – my attempt at it- crossing from one world to the other – full of joy … Thank you for this comment -I’m all smiles always a pleasure hearing from you 😉
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Was the tiki tiki representative of the ticking clock during that transition?
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yes – I thought of time
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Ok. Keep writing
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“crossing from one world to the other – full of joy…” Love this!
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awe thank you kindly Lynettedavis
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You’re welcome!
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very beautiful!
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thank you my good friend blessings to you
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