Written for: The Muse #49

Photo by Isabella Mariana from Pexels
I have trip-floated
through numerous galaxies
gathering every hue
these green eyes could contain.
My thoughts and adventures
need remain with me
as I have been prevented
from speaking of them.
http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/
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About purplepeninportland
I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.
Very clever take . . . loved it.
Somehow she looks like an alien and it would be difficult speaking with a butterfly in one’s mouth , , , 🙂
Cheers, Sarah
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Sorry, Sara . . . I mispelled your name and got Toni’s wrong too earlier . . . 🙂
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Thanks so much, Eddie. Most people spell my name wrong. No problem.
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😑
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Wonderful! I like your take. Travelling through galaxies collecting colors. How different!
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Thanks, Toni!
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What a colorful journey even if it must be hushed. Beautiful Sara!
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I do believe we relive those experiences we are unable speak about.. Very well crafted piece.
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Thanks, Violet!
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I think secrets of beauty has to be kept… it’s what makes them beautiful.
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Secrets have their place. Thanks, Bjorn!
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Love the idea of her green eyes absorbing all the colors she encounters in space.
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Thanks, Regina!
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