Sunset 
Sun Rise Carry on Tuesday: Prompt Where are you?
Where Are You?
The words echo
In my brain
Before they are formed
In my mouthYou were my beacon
My anchor
You danced upon the waves
As they rush to the shoreI always kept you safely
In a place close
To my heart
I kiss you
Taste the salty water
Upon my lipsI stand at the water’s edge
The wind tears at my clothes
I call to you
The name as familiar
As my own
Echoes in my brain
__________PAD Challenge: prompt “Broken Poem”
Broken
In an instant
Fissures appear
The whole is no longer secure
The core is releasedAn emergency
A catastrophe
It happens every day
There is no place safe
From weather
Or matters of the heart
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annellannell 
i feel the longing in this…the name as familiar as my own…you were my beacon…nice annell…hope you are well…
I am well, very well. I have been very busy… a series I have been working on for the last seven years has at last come together. Visit my other blog.
Thanks for your comment and my good wishes back at you! Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
annell@taosnet.com http://www.annelllivingston.com http://www.somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.com https://annellannell.wordpress.com
Both of your poems give me the same message: One cannot ever keep another (or even oneselfl) safe. We may try, hope, sometimes think we succeed. But catastrophes happen every day to those who are not expecting them. Sometimes better not to know what is around the corner.
I think we wouldn’t get out of bed? Thanks for your comment. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
annell@taosnet.com http://www.annelllivingston.com http://www.somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.com https://annellannell.wordpress.com
Both poems are beautiful and full of the longings of the human heart……….Loved them, Annell. Glad your series is coming together. I admire how much work you accomplish, and your perseverence.
The loss is like salt in a graze..still strong..still agonizing..it reminds me of a Sinead O’Connor song – ‘Stretched on your Grave’..maybe you would feel the sadness falling out of her voice..it lifts you..strangely..best wishes to you soft and soothing..Jae
How Gothic are your words. That is strange… sadness is a strange thing isn’t it. Thank you so much for your comments. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
annell@taosnet.com http://www.annelllivingston.com http://www.somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.com https://annellannell.wordpress.com
I went to utube and listened to the song. It was deeply sad. Beautiful in it’s sadness. Thank you for soft and soothing… xoxoxoxo Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
annell@taosnet.com http://www.annelllivingston.com http://www.somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.com https://annellannell.wordpress.com
So glad to hear that the series is coming together. Your first poem is filled with emotion and memory. I like the second poem because it could be talking about several different things. We actually know very little.
Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/
Thank you so much Elizabeth and thank you for mentioning the PAD Challenge in the discussion, otherwise I would have forgotten. Fun so far, and you are writing wonderfully! The little break has done you good! Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
annell@taosnet.com http://www.annelllivingston.com http://www.somethingsithinkabout-annell-annell.blogspot.com https://annellannell.wordpress.com
dreamy,
well done.