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so she leaves generous room for a three-fifths moon to shine himself bald … and Chuck I loved these words beautiful and a little funny at the same time delightful as always .. Love Jayne x

When you turn it on, you do turn it on. This is a wonderful poem. Do you always layer your metaphors? It does seem that way. Which is the opposite of complaint. Brian

shine on Chuck....shine on....though I wish ya'll could have seen the golden wash of sunrise meeting the heart-purple, sapphire horizon this morning... I was too blown away to notice anything else but the scent of my yellow honeysuckle. ~A "Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood." T. S. Eliot

Chuck, there's playfulness here, a comfortable knowing that teasing is ok, I see the scene, the sky, that your poem paints but I sense a marriage, of sorts, a couple who know just how to push each others buttons but can always collapse into laughter and love at the end of the day :) Of course merely my philosophising ;) and the reading this wonderful poem provoked in me, much love Beki xx Ps I like this style of yours, little haikus nearly, which when flowing into each other create a glimpse of a bigger picture, and the humour, that which I've read of you thus far has always succeeded in gaining a smile :) more love Beks x