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Tunnel

Every tile in this tunnel
I travel through
Twisting its way
To these different parts of you
Has a place
And a past and purpose
And those that are crooked
And those that are cracked
The ones I see shifting and
Which ones you choose to put back
This is my mosaic of you and
It will never be
A still picture I can draw
It will always be
A Breathing
Panting
Sighing
Screaming
Roaring
Beautiful
Orchestrated explosion
Of a woman
Burning bright in her world
Not always certain
Who may be witnessing her
Or how real they may be but
True in her course
I am here I am real and
I will continue to be your witness
A heart gladdened
To be a student of you
And all that you do
Let us call it endearing
Let us call it
All the words that qualify
To tug at the strings
Tethered to the middle of me
And all the words that never did
Before you
And the way you have with them

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Comments

You have a quality to your poetry that draws your reader into the yearning you feel. Most of us have felt that way in life, it's a hook and capture that never misses the mark.

This is probably one of my favourites that I've read from you!

Kudos.

Kind regards Jayne

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

Everything counts. Everything moves. Everything breathes. They’re living things these poems. I evolving and changing.

I will continue to be your witness
A heart gladdened
To be a student of you
And all that you do

That’s really great poetry
Tim

I think this is balls. And when I say balls I mean it's brilliant.

Wow!

LD

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