My house of black and white chevrons
Sunlight cannot kiss colour into its bones
It glows under the moonlight, a beacon to the past
A time of Shakespeare whose words knit together
as if spoken by a strange tongue
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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.
Very nice
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An amazing take on this prompt, beautifully deep, moving, and melancholy.
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I thought so too.
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It’ s jawdoppingly good!
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So glad you all liked it… and thank you for re posting it, Sue…
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Great piece..happy to share it x
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