casting my eyes to the east
I looked for you
felt the wind lift my hair
caress my cheek
kiss my neck
was it you?
I sighed
for I want you
you’re all the best parts of me
you are the sun to my branches
the pull of my tide
the stars of my nights
I love you
and that has forever changed me
tara caribou | ©2019
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Thats beautiful
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Thank you Andy! I’m glad you felt it.
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It wasn’t me, but I’ll practice on the missus. Nicely done Caribou.
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Thanks Jim! Yes, definitely practice on her! 💕
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There’s an ethereal beauty about this poem that contains all the longing.
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It was a quiet magic that touched my soul.
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You use nature so effectively to help tell your stories. I really enjoyed this one!
And by the way, I wasn’t able to leave a comment on your Rock Climber piece, but that one hit really hard. Amazing writing, as usual.
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hhhmm… maybe the comments are turned off on it for some reason. I’ll check. There was another one recently that was like that. But thank you. The rock climbing one came from a place of hurting. (Plus, I miss climbing.) Thanks, Puppeteer. You’re the best.
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🙂
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Beautifully written! Love that wistful tenderness throughout 🙂
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Thanks Tom!
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Just a heads-up (because a few other bloggers including Fandango & Pensitivity101 have written about it) – an account at Digital Ocean is reblogging different bloggers’ work without their knowledge (yours and mine included); good thing we both used the copyright symbol on every post, so that helps.
Plenty of bloggers have already complained though, so hopefully it’ll be addressed soon
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/08/03/feel-free-to-use-this-badge/
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Thanks Tom. I’m going to make a post because I quit counting after sixty posts they had stolen.
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I’ll let a few other blogger friends know b/c their posts are on there too (luckily their original posts are credited, but always worth double-checking)
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Every blogger I checked on was there. So irritating. I sent them an email.
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Nice… Tara.
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Thanks!!
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😊
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It was my pleasure. I am a little South-East.
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Being from Alaska, EVERYONE is a little south-east LOL
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So be it.
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Intriguing..
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You will (or are?) make a good man thrilled to have you as his own.
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I wish…
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You’ll find him, or he will find you!
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….maybe..
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*arches eyebrow at ya*
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