The Rogue Nun
Bah! Relief?
Feeling like a wet towel,
heavy
and unable to function properly,
I wait for the opportunity
to wring myself out.
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Winter and the cold snow bring the dark-eyed juncos. My heart, full, watches.
National Poetry Month - April 25, 2020
Today's color: White GISH Starchy shrapnel covers the cutting board-- evidence of a warped mind driven to carve a couch ...
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Saturday morning meditations...
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