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Rockhollow's Abode
Title: Rockhollow's Abode
Seven of Thirty
Unique words: Sixty
#NaPoWriMo19
Sustained by heater warmth with the radio playing something folky presented as rock,
I am sheltered - bitter air doesn't scrape me inward,
a damp wood scent dances upon my spirit,
black kettle boils and white lamp
guides both eyes, pen.
There is something cathartic about sitting within this temple of your own making
praising soil that one day will become one's final home.
Seven of Thirty
Unique words: Sixty
#NaPoWriMo19
Sustained by heater warmth with the radio playing something folky presented as rock,
I am sheltered - bitter air doesn't scrape me inward,
a damp wood scent dances upon my spirit,
black kettle boils and white lamp
guides both eyes, pen.
There is something cathartic about sitting within this temple of your own making
praising soil that one day will become one's final home.
Published 7th Apr 2019
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7th Apr 2019 12:37pm
"There is something cathartic about sitting within this temple of your own making
praising soil that one day will become one's final home."
... that's some precious lines; I'll remember their impact for some time to come.
praising soil that one day will become one's final home."
... that's some precious lines; I'll remember their impact for some time to come.
7th Apr 2019 1:49pm
Anonymous
- Edited 21st Sep 2020 1:45pm
7th Apr 2019 1:14pm
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7th Apr 2019 1:36pm
