Ochre
soaked skies, sunrise
woke her –
blue grass
seas lilt behind
stained glass
at dawn.
On morning’s grace
she’s borne.
Ryan Stone
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This is amazing! In just so little words you have moved me, very good!
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Thanks so much 🙂
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Speechless….!
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Thank you 🙂
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Absolutely beautiful! So glad I found this!
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Me too! Thank you 🙂
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First time reader and I’m in awe of your talent. Very beautifully penned. I subscribed. Can’t wait to read more. 🙂
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Hey, thank you so much! That really means the world. I hope you find some more that you like 🙂
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This is magnificent ❤️
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Thank you, Violet. Very kind 🙂
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Sounds like the sunrise came with a side of soul—ochre skies and bluegrass vibes? That’s a morning worth waking up for.
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True that! Thanks for reading 🙂
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Thanks so much!
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Wao nice
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Thank you 🙂
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Wow, I really like that
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Thank you 🙂
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Lovely!
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Thank you 🙂
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What a lovely piece, it successfully paints a serene morning scene with carefully chosen words. Great job! 👏🏾
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Very kind. Thank you for reading and leaving such a nice comment:)
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Beautiful! Love it.
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Thanks so much! Glad it spoke to you 🙂
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