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My Now is Just Your Then

As the clocks creep, unknown... again, my summer's call, of Calendulas, and Cotswold stone, crumbles, in compliance, that this, beauty, cannot be…here, just for me, alone.

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Hilda Greenhough

Date: 5/10/2024 3:05:00 PM

This poem creates a unique image of a country garden. Thank you for sharing its beauty.

Kate Davies
Date: 5/14/2024 11:17:00 PM

Thank you Hilda glad you liked it! :)

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 5/10/2024 7:18:00 AM

Dear Kate, What a powerful sense of longing. The fragmented style reflects the speaker's struggle to grasp a fleeting beauty. I loved the ending line, "alone," resonates deeply, highlighting the isolation of experiencing beauty that can't be shared. It's a moving piece. - Blessings, Daniel

Kate Davies
Date: 5/14/2024 11:16:00 PM

Thank you Daniel :) sometimes it's strange to stand in historic spots and know someone else has seen the same thing but you can't physically share the moment with them