
There are his shoes. So where is he?
I ponder as I tie the laces, tighter than necessary.
Gone on to where shoes are not needed β my tears come easy.
This is a response to Sonyaβs challenge, 3 Line Tales, where we write 3 lines about the picture above.
Actually, this is an excerpt from one of my other poems, called Missing Me, which was based on a very similar photo prompt.
Wow, powerful lines! Nicely done π
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Thank you.
It feels good to receive praise from someone who’s work I admire π
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Hauntingly sad in just three lines. Beautifully done!
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Thank you for reading and stopping by to comment π
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Yeah true that, both hauntingly sad and hauntingly said as well!
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Wow. That’s a neat wordplay π thank you π
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Wow! Excellent.
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Thanks
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Sad, but really beautiful!
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Thank you. Glad you love it.
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This is amazing :’O brevity at it’s best, Karthi!
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Thank you _/\_
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Heartbreaking memories called to mind….great talent you have!
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Thank you for such kind words and for reading & commenting π
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