The Blossom No One Saw


Clouds forming a ring

Around heaven

The moon sitting

Carefully upon the edge

Of the dawn

Songs are calling me

Their solitude and pain

Words and sonnets

About sorrow and love

Eradicating darkness

In the end of time

Forget everything

Melts away

Days pile on

Nights pile up

Nothing is as beautiful

As the blossom

No one saw

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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