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Home Most Holy

A cup
With you each
Morning beside the frozen
World that buffets and bullies
Running away we with the osprey
Dragonfly rising on updrafts darting diving anhinga
These are they whose language I speak
Whose thoughts I hear screamed silently
Whose laughter I share loudly
This is home most
Holy with you
Commune and

© Jilly’s Poem & Photo

Writing about Community at dVerse!


A wild soul writing poetry.

12 thoughts on “Home Most Holy

  1. Beautiful. The reflection of the poem with the picture and with itself is genius.The reflections within it are gorgeous and the commune and Tea is the coup de grace…marvelous writing.Thank you for this creative offering to the prompt.


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