Sometimes there’s enough joy
in the day that the you who is afraid to be alone
and the you who loves to be alone
and the you who is never alone
and the you who is always alone
all sit at the same table
and share a glass of wine
and though they say nothing
they nod in easy agreement
and wordlessly toast
to each other’s health.
The wine tastes of sunshine,
of yesterdays, of giving up,
a sweetness they can’t name.
This is wonderful!
Thanks! Joy to all of you!
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From: “comment-reply@wordpress.com” Reply-To: Date: Saturday, November 25, 2017 at 11:19 AM To: Rosemerry Trommer Subject: [A Hundred Falling Veils] Comment: “In the Recesses”
Dear Rosemerry,
Just luxuriating in reading over your poems. What a gift they are! Thank you for sharing them; for taking the time to post them; for allowing readers to drink them with their morning coffee.
This line…a sweetness they can’t name…landed like a tap on my shoulder this morning. I am more awake now. 🙂
Again, thank you.
Love and Namaste, Augusta
Augusta,
You made my day! Sending you hugs from dry Colorado ⦠r
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From: “comment-reply@wordpress.com” Reply-To: Date: Friday, December 8, 2017 at 5:37 AM To: Rosemerry Trommer Subject: [A Hundred Falling Veils] Comment: “In the Recesses”