Light can barely reach
Distant, hidden, cobalt world
Bubbles, silence, peace
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Meagan Dion
My life is a little crazy. Four kids, homeschool, write, create and coffee. Coffee is a verb. Do you coffee? I aspire to blow glass and finish / publish my novel. I would like to have an impact. Also, coffee.
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I First Saw Him
When I first saw him sitting on the wall, relaxed and looking out over the water, I was sure he wasn't a local. Not including children, there are only about 250 or 300 of us in this area full-time, though that number is ten-fold in the summer, and I know everyone at least by sight or by family resemblance. And yet, the way he sat looked familiar and started my mind sorting and discarding among the families I knew, not quite like this one, not quite like that one.
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Comments (15)
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Your poetry sent me floating in a peaceful moment. Thank you. :)
I like your last line. :)
Really beautiful poem, has a good flow to it
Beautiful!!!💕
This Haiku is so relatable and beautiful💙 Love the image you chose too. Many days I feel like her
Oh wow. Exceptional!
Beautiful!
That is a breath stealer. 👍
good job.
Outstanding!!!
So gorgeous, lovely imagery. Left love :)
That's powerful. Well done
Wow, you painted such a vivid picture with so few words. Well done!
Very nice. I like it.