Image copied from dVerse Poets prompt
>Frozen<
Ice crystals clung to the naked branches like frozen fireworks,
their shafts capturing sunlight that outlined their million frozen rays.
It was like walking through a crystalline otherworld,
and she avoided brushing branches wih her shoulders,
not wanting to disturb nature’s artistry.
So it was with her memories of him.
The truth of their parting could not be allowed
to brush off their perfect beginning,
now frozen forever in her mind.
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This is a lovely poem 👌🌻
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You worked magic with these two images.
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A beautiful poem Judy
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Yes, beginnings and endings intertwined. Loved the frozen fireworks too, such a good image.
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we wouk
I’d like to freeze certain times..I GUESS THAT’S WHY WE TAKE PHOTOS. We do try. We write about these times and often slip into them at least once in a while.
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Exactly
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