For The Sunday Muse prompt #108:
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Bound up
in its faux pillars
and its dangling
chandeliers are
the memories
of stolen things,
the tears shed
here by the lost ones
reverberating in our ears.
Time disappears here,
subsumed by the delight
of truly feeling
and of seeing,
the art of each act
a tribute to the
ones who’ve come
before.
Time disappears here ~ a simple phrase you made so meaningful. Well done.
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This is just beautiful. Thanks so much for joining us at Sunday Muse this weekend!
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Wow A.J., this is amazing! I love every line! We have missed you!
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Tears shed by the lost ones. So poignant.
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Places…they hold us as much as they did when we were there.
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“memories
of stolen things” – nice!
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oooooh–magical imagery. Love the sense of interleaved time.
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