Relative Something

*this* John W. Hays’ take on things and experiences

Touch

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..
I missed it
when some sort of chance
snuck past
silently
snow flakes falling
fearlessly
without even knowing
I reached out
through everything
that was nothing
hoping to touch
a mystery
to feel what it’s like
a perfect reality
that laughs
and loves
while I was thinking
simply
in a moment
I should have been
feeling

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Written by johnwhays

November 12, 2017 at 10:50 am

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  1. Hail to your magical thought poems, John – they never cease to amaze me, leaving a sense of lasting wonder. I treasure those you wrote when you were here – and just re-read the Words on Image framed one. THANK YOU! I confess it brought tears to my eyes – such goodwill, good feeling and joy abounding.

    Ian Rowcliffe

    November 19, 2017 at 1:51 pm


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