It shimmers,
a mirage in the desert.
It wafts,
a curtain in the breeze.
It balances,
a water droplet on a leaf tip.
A miniscule moment that can change
the trajectory of a life.
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Prompt via NaPoWriMo.net: Write a poem that reflects on the nature of being in the middle of something.
You’ve captured the feeling of being in between very well!
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Thanks, Jade. I appreciate your visit!
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Lovely.
Anna :o]
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I’m glad you like it, Anna. xo
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