Today, we were challenged to write a poem that includes a line that we are afraid to write. This is mine:

Temporal
I am going to die.
That thing in me that talks to me
as well as the part who talks back
will be lost to posterity.
How sad that they have no names.
That gorgeous picture does not allow any room for temporal! 🙂
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Thanks, moonskittles.
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You are welcome! 🙂
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Amazing! And what a perfect photo to illustrate.
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Exotic, serene and beautiful!
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Yet it is but a stepping through a doorway to another place 🙂
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Love the outfit! You are gorgeous and talented!
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That sounds like a daily affirmation I should pin up on my mirror Lydia! Ha.
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I’m not sure which scares me more.
Knowing I’m going to die or worrying that GARRY is going to die. I think more Garry than me. That’s probably mean-spirited. We need to go together in a flash of light.
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Both of you might not want to but one of you will go on…
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We do not, for sure. I hope the voices stay, that we, ourselves stay.
You described a very relatable, haunting fear, and I am sorry I have to spoil the moment, but you look so gorgeous in this photograph!
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If you think that your statement spoiled the moment, you are sooooo wrong…xo
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I think this is your glamour shot!
Al
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:o)
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ah…..ough….yes. We are all only temporary. Both a blessing and a curse to know that!
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Shocking then funny. Yup, I’m gonna die too one day. We’re all dying and we’re all extinct because no two person is ever the same.
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Something a lot of us are afraid of. I don’t know whether it is the thought of non-existence or the fear of how it is going to happen. Great photo of you.
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Lovely photo, lovely poem.
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