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sara-kendrick
American After a bout with a life threatening illness in 2009, I began to write poetry...
Easy form, just one, two, three done Doesn't have to rhyme, can be free Three lines simple, I've mess up-ghee
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May 26, 2017
May 26, 2017 at 10:36 AM UTC
Triodyne
italic the old grist mill leans nestled in the rocky bank red fall leaves surreal The swift red-stained creek that energized the mill's wheel still runs over ancient rock on its course to the mighty sea. Its course unchanged for eons and the use of its steady resources remain. The red leaves upon the trees surrounding the creek will soon be spent their usefulness for their lifetime gone. the red sweet gum leaves fall twirling land 'pon hard rocks... crayfish hide 'neath red
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Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 3:01 PM UTC
The Grist Mill