Yonder is where I want to be
Yonder where you went from me
Yonder whence you call to me
Yonder beyond what I can see
Yonder lies another world
Yonder where my heart is furled
Yonder where, by winds aswirl,
My love was hurled.
44 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Yonder
crispina kemp 
I could feel the heart – very well done, Crispina.
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Thank you, Frank.
In answering these prompts I’m mostly playing with words. But sometimes the imagery catches me and… it becomes poetic instead of a rhyme
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Lovely Crispina, the word has a feeling of longing about it that makes it work really well in this poem.
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I think that repetition really works with it too. A device I do often use, I’ll admit
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So touching.
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Thank you, Sadje. 🙂
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You’re welcome 😉
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🙂
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I agree… there is a longing to this one. Lovely.
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Mistress Inspiration calls again 🙂
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Lovely poem! The rhyme is beautiful.
Nan
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Thank you, Nan
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