
When a thousand suns rose,
Stunned we were – and poetry alone arose.
For to describe this beauty – insufficient is prose.
This is a response to Sonyaβs challenge, 3 Line Tales, where we write 3 lines about the picture above.
When a thousand suns rose,
Stunned we were – and poetry alone arose.
For to describe this beauty – insufficient is prose.
This is a response to Sonyaβs challenge, 3 Line Tales, where we write 3 lines about the picture above.
Heh, yes, indeed. Nicely done π
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Thanks π
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insufficient indeed!
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Great people think alike π
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Great men are forged in fire, it is the privilege of lesser men to light it.π
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Loving your poetry – succinct and lovely!
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Thank you π glad you’re loving it.
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