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You,
You cannot rush these
flashes
past my clouded dinge
Vagaries in murk
panes and pains
What I behold of bright
is dim
In the piecework You remain
You cannot rush these
flashes
past my clouded dinge
Vagaries in murk
panes and pains
What I behold of bright
is dim
In the piecework You remain
Published 13th Jan 2019
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14th Jan 2019 3:14pm
Whether in the best or worst of times, true faith never falters, even when the path is yet to be revealed.
Wonderfully done.
Wonderfully done.
19th Jan 2019 3:29am
19th Jan 2019 2:11pm
Staying busy, keeping warm, as the snow accumulates outside my window. Shovel awaits. :-)
14th Jan 2019 4:57pm
19th Jan 2019 3:29am
22nd Jan 2019 8:57pm
My younger self ran away from home to the backyard and set up camp under an old rusty truck camper top of a broken faded blue 1970's F-150 with pine needles as my bed. i was back home; the whole 40 feet away by lunchtime.it was there I was on the edge of the forest of my childhood, the wild where i tasted the loving fearful beauty of gods true nature.
I love the vocabulary in your write, it whisks the reader away. awesome subject matter as always.
I love the vocabulary in your write, it whisks the reader away. awesome subject matter as always.
25th Jan 2019 7:26pm
It's hard not to want to go back and get lost next to home again...
Thank you!
Thank you!
