from Stuart France
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From the corner
of my eye…
Through a keyhole…
half seen
unheard
Beneath the door…
Behind a crack in the curtains
A shiver of tree leaf
gurgling-silver over brook-stone.
Musical spheres
The beat of wings on high
fractals of sun shimmer.
Moonshine in stone
Soil sparkle
Gem loam
Song under foot…
Flashes and snippets and shade between formless shape.
Part intruder
Part guest
Host of no-where and no-when
Never here always there…
but still
Glimpsing.
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Thanks for sharing Stuart’s beautiful poem, Rob!
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Beauty is meant to be shared. Thanks, Jan.
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Beautiful, Robert. Thanks for sharing. ❤
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This is so beautifully written. I really enjoyed it.
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I’m glad you did. Stuarts’s writing is beautiful.
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Thanks for sharing, Robert… 😉
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You’re welcome.
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