Curl
Wisping
Twist
Smoke rising from a campfire
Lick
Devour
Ash
Fire rising from a branch
Wave
Rustle
Whirl
Branch rising from the wind
Push
Moving
Float
Wind rising from a fire
Smoke
Ash
Twisting
Float
Repeat
Campfire
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Thanks Bernadette!
Thanks Bernadette!
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And now our hearts will beat in time/You say I am yours and you are mine...
Michelle Tumes, "There Goes My Love"
I love....
I love the set up of the poem....how you ended with one word and then picked up that word again....smash of brilliancy.