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I stand dreaming
totally defenseless
whilst entering lands
as if swimming
leaving my own
as a leaf in autumn
pushed around by
gusts of wind
to eventually land
in the comfort of
earth and there
I wait for a new
me to come
to pass my head
as on a pillow I
dream of new life
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annamosca 
You have somehow managed to make death seem pleasant; instead of making it seem like end of a life you have made it look like the beginning of another. It is amazing how you have done that. Kudos!!!
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Glad you appreciate it, thanks for commenting!
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the way you paint California makes me miss it.
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I always miss California 🙂
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me too, Docobron – and Anna. very beautiful poem, i loved it. love the transitioned dandelion photo too.
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Thank you Beth, yeah for the dandelion photo!
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The perfect picture to go with this. Bella!
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I appreciate your comment cause I wasn’t to sure about this picture, being so different from the others, but it had that ethereal, dreamy look, that complements the poem well, I thought. So thank you for your feedback Anne.
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“California Dreaming” has many senses. I seem to always liked your poetic ways of dealing with the immaculate senses but never could attach the compliments, as we appear and disappear plunging into a life bustle, unplugging and forgetting. Sometimes I think even the words are not enough to me to express what can be felt.
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Well, you got to do it here and I totally get it plus appreciate it! Thank your for your faithful reading of the collection on California. I do know what you mean with “we appear and disappear plunging into a life bustle, unplugging and forgetting” that was well put, LOL
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Love this portion :
” as a leaf in autumn
pushed around by
gusts of wind
to eventually land
in the comfort of
earth and there
I wait for a new
me to come”
Such beautiful imagery.
♡
Good day! (:
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