Drawing A Circle
My enemy drew a line
in the overheated sand—
daring me to cross.
With my pen I turned
his line into a circle,
big enough for us both.
Nothing standing in between—
no pundits, no internet,
no ads, just our words
and we soon discovered—
we have more in common
than either of us dare admit.
after Edwin Markham‘s Outwitted
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Glad you approve.
Beautiful!
Thank you!
This is a wonderful positive message. Lovely. 😊
Thanks. I’m sure I’ll go back to the cynical stuff next week.
Lol, ❤
Wonderful!
Thanks for helping me with this one in our Living Poetry workshop!
Your poem speaks volumes! Superb piece.
Many thanks!
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