chronicle of my journey through my matriarch years - love , work, dreams, frustrations, poems, paradoxes
Almost silver had me stopping to think of what that would be like, then I saw it in your example. Interesting that you put feelings and happenings in there, too. I think there are color moods...you have me thinking here. :)
You have captured so many shades of the color, looked at it from so many different perspectives.
I love where my mind goes when I reflect on your poem silver.
Wonderful flowing poem Victoria. I love the feel of this one.
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