Words 03/08/2014 by adeeyoyo 3 Comments . Words escape me, cruel or kind, in the air or on the wind, hard to find the exact inflection, nuance, distinction, adaptation, convey the precise implication that my brain has in its view to connect us, me to you. . ©Denise G Allen, 03 August 2014 15:04 Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPrintLinkedInPocketLike Loading... Related Author: adeeyoyo I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx
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03/08/2014 at 6:36 pm
and sometimes words are unneeded…
to feel that connection….
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04/08/2014 at 10:45 am
Yes Brian, that is true. Sometimes words are superfluous as feelings say it all 🙂
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04/08/2014 at 2:23 pm
At times there are no words to connect us, only our humanity.
blessings ~ maxi
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