Aug11

Dreams From The California Notebooks 2015

Posted on August 11, 2015 by anna mosca

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every morning
I wake up
do I

to the same
palm trees tops
the same mountain

yet the back drop
is never the same
nothing is ever

always enchanting
me with new tricks
as I try I do not fail

when I face another
day another dream
gratitude comes

each time
not always
easily

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Elusive Trope on August 11, 2015 at 10:47 am said:

Nicely done, conveying the beauty around us that if we rush by looks the same.

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beth wimmer on August 20, 2015 at 3:49 am said:

mmm hmmm… so true for me too. 🙂 beautiful.

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Carneika W on September 2, 2015 at 3:34 pm said:

Your poetry is beautiful.

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- anna mosca on September 2, 2015 at 3:41 pm said:
  
  Thank you Carneika, so nice to read your comment! Stick around, there are more to come… 🙂
  
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Steve Manolis on September 3, 2015 at 2:58 am said:

Beautiful poetry anna

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- anna mosca on September 3, 2015 at 3:03 am said:
  
  Thank you for your feedback Steve! Very Happy you like my work. Come around often.
  
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