Angel wings, splayed and singed
Heavy with burden, pain surpassed
Her eyes laden with emerald cut guilt
Sighs imprisoned by starlit breeze
Her song of Siren’s duplicity
etched into his skin, a tattoo
reminiscent of her honeysuckle sin
Separated by selfish deeds
and a hell of unforgiving pleas
He searches for her above
Ignoring the soft carpet of feathers
beneath his feet
A beautiful and mysterious poem, leaving so much for interpretation. You do that so well, Dana! 😊
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Smiles. Perhaps that is because I never seem to understand myself — and feel that I am open to interpretation. I am so grateful for your friendship and continued support and encouragement.
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Dana, it’s my sincere pleasure. You are really special. And open to plenty of interpretation, haha.. in a good way, of course! One day soon Joy’s story will be published, if a publisher or lit agent picks it up. When they do, I want to send you a copy. I often think of you as I edit it, and remember those days of the first draft. I went to Danshui yesterday, one of the key locations of the novel, and know that this book will be big some day. What I’m saying is, I am also grateful for your friendship and support. It has carried me through years of editing that story. Many hugs to you tonight!
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I also remember finding joy in Joy and your novel. I often lose sight of “hope” and your words allowed me to swim in hope and joy and love. To hold in my hands your words, your story — would be an immense honor. You have so much to share!!
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Wow, I am the one who is honored. Thank you so much for that encouragement. It means the world to me, Dana! ❤❤ As long as we keep in touch here, I will stick to that promise to send you it. And then write more stories for you to swim in. 🤗
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Sounds like I win all the way around. 🙂
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That’s what I’d love to see! 😊
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Gorgeous.
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Thank you, Mike!!
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