Always that one note—
the grand build, heart-poured
to unbeautiful climax:
cracked, flawed.
It’s my voice, I say
the way it’s made; but
perhaps I am only afraid
to let go, to shine.
I would sing in the dark
under stars
alone
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Graceful Press Poetry 
beautiful!
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Thank you!
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it’s only because we’re cracked that light shines through. you’ve encapsulated this well.
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Wise and touching words. Thank you. ❤
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Your linkup prompted me to put some not-so-wise words back in the Yeah Write ring. It’s been so long!
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Yay! Always glad to see you there.
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“I would sing it in the dark
under stars
alone”
Lovely ***
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Thank you. Singing with a group, good. Singing with no one else around, also good. 🙂
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How many of us can relate to this one? I know I can 🙂 Lovely final lines.
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I would only sing under stars, alone! Beautiful image.
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It’s me in the car! Very nice.
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Oh! Any singing voice is beautiful. It brings hope or solace. I’m sad when I hear people say they only sing alone. I think people should sing in large groups together!
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I love singing with a large (or small) group! It’s when I’m asked to sing a difficult-ish solo in front of the large group that I freak out. 😀 But I do really like singing alone, too.
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Ah yes! I can relate to this.
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