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Connection

In response to the daily post discover challenge Connection

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Connection

by Brian F Kirkham

3rd August 2016

 

When we were younger

we played in the park

communicating between trees

through a piece of string

 

Walking hand in hand

through the marigolds

whispering sweet nothings

as we picked daisies

 

Playing games

Sharing laughs

on the swings

in the park

 

Growing up – still friends

but distance the great divider

as you flew over land

my feet on the floor

 

Good Friends apart

the string uncut

now sharing messages

over the internet

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  1. rosemawrites Avatar
    rosemawrites

    oooh. love how the poem cascaded from old good times to techy modern times. 🙂

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    1. inkdropk Avatar
      inkdropk

      Many thanks Rose. Not bad considering its come out o the early hours of Wednesday Morning!

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        rosemawrites

        oh. definitely not bad! 😀 It’s Wednesday afternoon in my corner already. 🙂

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        inkdropk

        🙂

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Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.