Drifting in tomorrow
flowing out
of the distant past,
walking
throughout the day…
Moving in our
trick of time
growing alongside
the beauty
of nature’s passionflower..
All anybody, really
has…
The now moment!
So in keeping
live, love and play
razzmatazz….
This piece inspired
by
a conversation with
a young man
at Starbucks!
amazing that you were inspired to write this from a young boy! nice poem Chris
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Funny that you would say; “young boy?” i believe he was a youngman, however a very old soul!
An interesting thought, may i ask,
what persuaded, you to answer in that manner?
kisses chris
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You associated the beauty of youth with passionflower and your poem almost mixes in with something I wrote yesterday… The dawn of youth… I somehow thought the young-man you met is a old soul… I called him young boy instead because in his heart, I know he is one.
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Very interesting thought!
kiss kiss chris
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I doubt you find it interesting but if you say so!sorry if I offended you in anyway! didnt mean to
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No! There is no offending me, pretty easy going..
kiss kiss chris
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“trick of time” stood out to me. Beautiful poem!
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i wrote “tick at first, then decided to change to trick.. just something this strange drug addict does, having not learn proper writing skills..
kiss and hisses chris
Ps; i leave you, three winks, a couple of blinks and a soft kiss on your forehead!
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It fits the poem perfectly, for time is indeed a thievery, and a trickery! 🙂
Thank you for your winks, blinks and kiss! Much love to you! >3
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Love how your art is inspired by your fleeting, yet heartfelt contact, with living, breathing, human beings. These is the best kind of poetry, for each one you write serves as a way to preserve that beautiful momentary encounter for all-time.
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Your interpretation of my art, i find extremely interesting!
chris
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