VOID: JK.Leahy Poetry
A rippling void is dancing across endless waters,
yet returning in the dark night to stab at the heart
The cold wind sings this blackness like its favourite song,
The waves join the wind to mock, jeer and keep rolling by
Birds call, keep strong! fight!
A yearn deeper than the flows of strong murky rivers pushes forward
Thoughts tug at the heartstrings, jarring it with questions and rationales
A child could only wait; for a father could speak at any time
Tribalmystic Stories 
Wow! I love this poem. Nicely done, Joycelin!
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Thank you so much Sue. How are you? I just shared your post, we must be talking ‘up there’ somewhere. 😉
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LOL So true! I’m super. Crazy busy, but happy. And you?
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Hi Sue, I’m good and happy. My mother is here (in Australia), we have a lot of fun. Good that you’re busy. I am only just starting to get busy. It was a nice break. Thank you for asking.
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great words and lines….
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Thank you very much.
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