framed thoughts in doorways
apparent signals to move
hold me back, then walk
ahead of perceived pathways
my shape silhouetted
against pale reflections
of the buzz inside my head
smashing boundaries of self
to reshape, redefine
fading outlines
to rewrite untold stories
from the vaults of history
never read, never lived….

I feel she has more to tell. Nice poem.
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Thank you, Michele!
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Wonderful take on the image, Reena! I love your poetry!💗
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Thank you so much, Jordy!
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I love this too so deep I need to dive in 💜
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Thanks ☺
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💜
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Reblogged this on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo and commented:
First in this week…
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Thank you!
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I love this, Reena… so many adventures still to experience…
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Yes. Thanks so much!
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