Dear Facebook friend,
You tell me you know me,
That somewhere, somehow our lives crossed.
It saddens me to tell you - but I don’t know you.
You might be one of those internet ghosts.
Some of your facial features remind me of a childhood friend.
Your name might be familiar, but there’s not much to that.
We seem to have friends in common, but they too - are distant to me.
Are they fake or real? There is no guarantee.
My dear Facebook friend.
This is to tell you,
I appreciate that you do not impose
annoying advertisement and news categories.
That you keep simple and do not disclose
all personal and private stories.
I am intrigued by your sweet comments that secretly you send to me.
Silly to think, but the happy emojis
Make me feel carefree.
The glorious pictures of flowers
that my messenger daily receives,
Although virtual, they too have power to light up my day.
This is so naïve.
My dear Facebook friend,
I won't ask much, but keep your distance.
Unless you are asked,
don’t bother me with your requests
or your persona will be vehemently unmasked.
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Dear Tatiana, few will see our real face. I believe my real face was lost in some war, a lost love or old age had took. Maybe all we have left are our words? Hello from Michigan and thank you for sharing your amazing poetry. I do poetry readings and it is cool to meet other writers.
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John,
Hello from MN. 🙂 I enjoy reading your posts and often find uplifting elements (that’s why I visit your blog often). Thank you for reading my writing and for appreciating my perspectives. Perhaps you are right, maybe all we have left are our words. I believe that poetry has the potentials to induce unique experiences to heal, to change the mind, to discover, to relate, to inspire, to uplift, to find comfort, to arouse feelings and memories. Simply experiencing the power of the words in poetry through my own words and having the courage to share with others is amazing to me.
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I love your work dear Tatiana. Us, who love to write. Like Bob Dylan said. (If I help one person with my song and writing. I did well.)
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