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Quietus
Worms plot an escape instead of thrive
and there's ominous clouds in a
blackened sky, nobody looks up
to see, death, all encompassing.
The complex human compost pile
rots into a nonexistent history.
Published 25th Apr 2021
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25th Apr 2021 7:52pm
I keep coming back to the same conclusion ... you need to publish a book with your poems and photos ... truly ... the synergy between the photos and the poetry is amazing ...
Thank you so much for the kind compliment, my grammar and spelling suck, i wouldn't dare try to publish for fear of being laughed at. 😂😂😂 i write the way I talk which isnt always proper english.
26th Apr 2021 2:17am
Dear N,
I echo LilD’s suggestion. It would be a very unique presentation of poetry and art but one so well suited.
As for grammar, punctuation etc it’s poetry. No other reason needed. H🌷
I echo LilD’s suggestion. It would be a very unique presentation of poetry and art but one so well suited.
As for grammar, punctuation etc it’s poetry. No other reason needed. H🌷
26th Apr 2021 10:22am
Love to see your pics and words ... you have a way of with both that captures me ... and I agree with Lil and Honoria ... grammar is what editors are for ... Bless and much love ... ..
16th Jun 2021 9:37pm
Dark and beautiful. Those two closing lines are chilling and true.
Great write.
Great write.
