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Garden In The Sky

Clouds are upside down and you cannot even see.

Bipolar reactions of weather abrupt the cycle.

There are weeds on the ground but there are roses above.

Hues in a poetic form of red and blue growing in the white tufts.

How wonderful it is to image a garden in the sky.

Bet you wish you were not mindful in such a solid state.

You could join me in a dream to drift up above.

You are not a villain if you can understand the poem.

Just leave the pain behind and come with me to the inexistent realm.

It is the time of skies and oceans to switch places.

No more heavy swimming but instead sky dives.

Clouds are upside down and you cannot even see.

There are weeds on the ground but there are roses above.

How wonderful it is to imagine a garden in the sky.

How wonderful it is you may release yourself in falling petals.

For once regret that you ever held back.

Letting a hopeful undertone of spirit bloom.


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  1. Oh Poet Please take me Where

    i’ve Never Been Before Oh Poet

    Create New Colors Of Ocean

    in Sky Raining Down on

    me Feather’s

    Breath

    Wings

    i Wear

    Gift of Poet

    Dance Sing iAware

    For There is An Unsigned

    Writer i Always Look Forward

    To Reading This Gift Jade Sparks in me iFly..:)

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  2. SMiles Dear
    Jade Greatest
    Treasure You

    Will

    Give me
    Is To Keep

    Writing For
    Each Poem
    You Breathe

    Is Another

    Feather
    For My Wings

    There Is
    No
    More
    Treasure

    Than
    Flight Of Soul😊☺️

    This Is The Most
    Amazing Part
    Of Poetry

    Being

    Able

    To Give
    A Greatest

    Treasure To
    A Complete

    Stranger

    And So

    Many More

    Than One Even

    After We Pass Away

    Out SPiRiT HeART

    SoUL

    Still

    Breathes

    Indeed No

    Exaggeration

    To Dance
    Sing

    Poetry

    Is When

    Words Transform

    Into Soul So

    Much

    Greater

    Than

    Only

    Flesh Labels
    Of Pyramids
    Only Flesh

    Becoming Words As
    Souls Are More Than

    Names
    And
    Pictographs
    In A Pyramid of Dust🏝

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  3. Thank you, Jude. That’s a high compliment. It’s great to hear from you. Hope you are well. Thanks so much for the constant support. It means a ton to me.

    Like

  4. That is great to hear! That is a long process and I wish you much luck. I’m doing great too. I am working through the editing process of a novel I’m preparing for publish.

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