A homemaker, who lives in Chennai, a city in Southern India. Have been noticed by passersby near roadside scrubs and bushes engaging with nonhuman beings.
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__ Grand emotional vibrations here Shreelatha, thoughts that can be envisioned in many ways: soul to soul; soul to nature; nature to nature; the seen to the subliminal. _m
Nice!
a whispered promise to meet again summer breeze
Jane, yours a fine complement to Sreelatha's nifty one-liner. _m
Rhythmic too!
__ Grand emotional vibrations here Shreelatha, thoughts that can be envisioned in many ways: soul to soul; soul to nature; nature to nature; the seen to the subliminal. _m
So much left unsaid. Beautiful!
This is beautiful, and it makes me think of its mirror image(ish):
the part before we touch mimosa leaf
I like that flip as well!
Sweet poem with touch me not-mimosa leaf Latha !
What a lovely one-line, Sreelatha.
Like Geethanjali has said, there's so much unsaid here … each word lending itself to fthe flow.
a beauty of a one-liner!
the touch before we part snowflakes!!
Like Geethanjali has said, there's so much unsaid here … each word lending itself to fthe flow.