The words
They
I mean
I try to say
The words
Are clear
Near… dear
And then they’re gone
No longer here
I fear
Evaporated 
/Evaporation
20 responses to “/Evaporation”
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they may evaporate but will eventually fall back down to you like the rain
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Well, I suppose it helps in it’s own way, Prenin! 😉
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Dealing with that problem at the moment, Tom. I commiserate.
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It’s terrible, Andra. We’ll get through it, however!
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Maybe you need a prompt to stimulate your imagination, Tom? For me, sometimes doing something as simple as taking a walk is a great help. You’re used to seeing faces in shrubbery. Maybe if you look up at the clouds or down at the potholes in the street, you’ll find inspiration?
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The words evaporated…ooh, I like that! Nice one!
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They have, Amy, they really have!!!
Hopefully, they’ll re-emerge very soon…LikeLike
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but.. in that evaporation Sir Aquatom, you’ve found something to share… and share so well too. Always we find a way round … I’m looking at pictures, horizons and tuning forks.. …ah me oh my… aint life a ‘biatch’ sometimes… heh!! xPenx
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We do find a way round, Lady P, don’t we? Eventually. The bit in the middle is a bit daunting. Only slightly, mind…
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Very nice poem. I’ll bet it would be good to the right music.
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It wouldn’t sound so good with the music I create, Rebecca…
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A little Caffeine works wonders.. Although I love the aroma of Coffee, I don’t drink it.. Well not often..
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I don’t drink tea or coffee that much nowadays, Sue… although years ago I was always having a cuppa!
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The Mansionic Perspective 
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