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  • This is the first time I have attempted a Ghazal poem prompted by Frederick Smith's Poetry Haven exercises on LinkedIn.

    I was remembering how I felt as a young mother with my first baby in Mexico experiencing a culture totally different from sixties London. I knew nothing about post natal depression.

    Nameless Entity.

    Hovering between reality, infinite universe
    breathing rhythmically as a nameless entity.

    Unaware of pain and fear, invisible, a spirit
    welcoming peace for me a nameless entity.

    Remaining in this state until his return when
    I, dormant, can uncloak, as a nameless entity.

    When he returned I breathed to the rhythm of his
    heart beat feeling life rush through this entity

    I was then filled with hope of a shining life in
    the future as two luminescent bonded entities.
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