What remains…

Posted on November 22, 2017 by Sue Vincent

A perfect day ends

Delicately cradled close

Against memory

Forgetting is too easy

Released, only gold remains

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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue  passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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20 Responses to What remains…

  2. Martha, die Momente-Sammlerin's avatar freiedenkerin says:
    November 22, 2017 at 15:11

    I love it! The beautiful picture and the rhythm of the words are so soothing…

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  3. Frank J. Tassone's avatar Frank J. Tassone says:
    November 22, 2017 at 18:31

    Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
    #Haiku Happenings #7: Sue Vincent’s latest #tanka!

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  6. Jennie's avatar Jennie says:
    November 22, 2017 at 21:25

    One of your best!

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  7. Marilyn Armstrong's avatar Marilyn Armstrong says:
    November 23, 2017 at 00:00

    Great light, lovely poem. Your moors, in that light, look almost like parts of the Senora desert. It’s the golden color, I think.

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