what you see
when you look at the sky
is different for me
as I watch the birds fly
when I see the moon
surrounded by stars
what my heart clings to
is what sets us apart
you may see fog
covering your view
but I see a bog
displaying deep shades of blue
the sun, as it sets
a melting puddle of calm
a romantic gesture
natures burning love song
it’s in the eye of the beholder
an emotional experience
revealing the smolder
expressing your ambivalence
the true inner voice
and the place of your soul
your reason to rejoice
surrendering to its pull
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Welcome to my new series, a weekly blog on what’s inspiring me. I spent much of last week in bed with a stomach bug. I’ll spare you the details of that—but in addition to the grotesque physical symptoms, I had some fever dreams I won’t soon forget. Imagine my surprise to see Vocal’s newest challenge: Write a fiction story about a recurring dream or nightmare.
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Comments (5)
This was so magical and uplifting! Beautiful poem!
And somehow may your evening views become ever more romantic & smoldering as the years move on.
Very beautiful! 💖
☺️👏” A melting puddle of calm”… I particularly liked the line a lot! Good one!
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