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Sunday, August 26, 2018

Secrets
















Just between us,

I use to be as cautious as you once were.

However, trembling hands are becoming,

reliable as the branches of your tree.



Just between us,

I use to be as anxious as you once were.

However, my happiness is becoming,

reliable as the wings that set you free.



Just between us,

I use to be as impulsive as you once were.

However, my needs are becoming,

reliable as the seeds you foresee.



Just between us,

I use to be as secretive as you once were.

However, the long secretive numbing,

reliable secrets are gone, finally I’m free.





Linking with the Sunday Muse

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20 comments:

  1. Love the repeating line and wisdom that has grown throughout the lines! The tree and bird references are wonderful! I love love love this Vicki!!!

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    1. Thank you, Carrie. This was a challenging prompt, but I enjoyed the challenge and had fun writing it. :)

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  2. I love this! The repetition adds to the magic and allure of the poem. Especially this: "trembling hands are becoming, reliable as the branches of your tree".. is beautiful!💞

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    1. Thank you, Sanaa. Happy you stopped by and enjoyed it.

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  3. Wonderful bond you create with those repetition... the variation makes it richer.

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  4. Ah, the refrain is perfect for the stanzas and the repetition of structure gives it a nice rhythm.
    A lovely verse, Vicki. Happiness becoming reliable like the wings is a comforting thought.
    -HA

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  5. How delightful! I love that you let the picture suggest you are whispering confidences to the bird. A lovely sustained metaphor.

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  6. the repetition is fascinating and really works here - and what strikes me even more so, is the quiet certainty in the voice, as this silent conversation is unfolding, between "me" and "you" - because well, truthfully, you have to stop several times and realize you keep using the word "your" in the last lines of each stanza - and the counterpoint of what comes before and ends within each grouping is so subtle - it IS so very subtle, and rather unexpected - which leads me to say, wow - this really isn't at all what it seems to be on the surface - how refreshing and definitely very powerful for the nuances in the writing, and the actual statements.

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    1. Thank you so much, Pat! I'm happy you enjoyed it.

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  7. This is beautiful. The repetition brings it home.

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  8. The repetition is quite well done. There's such a sweetness in this piece that makes it quite charming too.

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  9. I like rhythm, rhyme, & repetition too...

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  10. Lovely rhythm & such a strong & calm statement of being :)

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