18 Apr 2019 27 Comments
in #writephoto, Poems Tags: #writephoto, Ancient Knowledge, Beyond, Sue Vincent, Thursday Photo prompt
Soft
Whispers
Ancient truths
Carried on the
Sun’s waining last rays.
Reafirmes the old ways
Closer to Mother Nature
Bathing us in a light so pure.
Our technology is not secure
The voices in the light know so much more.
The Etheree above is my entry for Sue Vincent of The Daily Echo #writephoto.
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Apr 18, 2019 @ 11:14:20
The last line nails it.
Apr 18, 2019 @ 11:18:34
Thank you Reena , the truth always does. 💜💜💜
Apr 18, 2019 @ 11:17:57
Lovely, Willow ❤
Apr 18, 2019 @ 11:19:20
Thank you Alethea it was straight from the 💓💜
Apr 18, 2019 @ 15:20:29
❤
Apr 18, 2019 @ 11:22:30
Ooh! I love this one sis! ❤
Apr 18, 2019 @ 11:25:44
Thanks Sis it wrote itself, straight on to the screen 💜💜
Apr 18, 2019 @ 11:45:10
Sometimes they are the best ones!
Apr 18, 2019 @ 12:32:18
Indeed they are 💜
Apr 18, 2019 @ 12:30:42
Gorgeous, Willow…and I love the last line. ❤
Apr 18, 2019 @ 12:33:22
The truth wins out doesn’t it 💜 thank you Sue 💜
Apr 18, 2019 @ 13:47:51
Wonderfully done, Willow.
Apr 18, 2019 @ 14:18:48
Thanks Dale 💜
Apr 18, 2019 @ 14:27:32
🧡
Apr 18, 2019 @ 14:48:03
Well written with a spectacular last line. Love this, Willow.
Apr 18, 2019 @ 15:36:51
Thank you Hélène I think we all agree on that last line 💜💜
Apr 18, 2019 @ 23:39:40
It is preciously written.
Apr 19, 2019 @ 07:16:28
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Apr 18, 2019 @ 16:58:36
This is very good, Willow.
Apr 18, 2019 @ 21:14:36
Thank you Robbie 💜
Apr 19, 2019 @ 01:52:12
Lovely poem, Willow. 🙂
Apr 19, 2019 @ 07:15:59
Thank you so much 💜
Apr 21, 2019 @ 21:59:02
I love this poem – so very true! ❤️❤️❤️
Apr 22, 2019 @ 07:29:12
Thanks Betty it wrote itself really 💜
Apr 25, 2019 @ 00:15:39
Sometimes those are our best poems. They seem to come from deep within. ❤️❤️
Apr 25, 2019 @ 05:02:32
Yes they do and often they mean more 💜