Through liquid night
across cloud shrouded moon
curving with the universe
speckled by starlight I swish and curl
slinking over tree tops.
Looking for you.
Copyright © 2021 Kim Whysall-Hammond
The Cheesesellers Wife
Anything and Everything, but mostly Poetry
The Cheesesellers Wife 
Liquid language in an intriguing poem
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Thanks Derrick
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Wondrous imagery, and I adored these lines kim ..
“speckled by starlight I swish and curl
slinking over tree tops.”
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Thank you Ivor –great to hear from you!
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My pleasure Kim 😊🌏
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I hope your hunt’s successful, Kim; even if only in your dreams.
Have a great day!
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….and a great day to you too!
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…love this one…
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Thanks!
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So beautiful!
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Thank you……
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I really like this form and what you have done with it here, Kim, not a word wasted.. I particularly liked “slinking over tree tops”.
(btw, there’s something familiar about the photo 😊)
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Thanks Jim – that is much appreciated. And as for the photo, ooops…….
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This made me thinking of the ‘Walking in the air’ scene from The Snowman. And I mean that as a compliment: that feeling of wondrous magic!
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Why, thank you Ingrid!
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Who says the heart doesn’t have wings?
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It certainly does!
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