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 Jan 2018
Grey mirror
The lakes and mountains
Are my escape
A hiatus from life's ache.
What's your escape?
 Jan 2018
Bowedbranches
Where do we go now
After forging empires
Just to tear them down?
#pm
Furniture burns quite well should the -
need arise
A quilt will cover a whistling window
Thick socks make good mittens , a fiery -
book of Sandburg will heat my soul most dandy
and smitten
The lake shall provide fish just as -
the charcoal grill will offer a place to heat them
Snow will turn to water , mother woodland will offer -
plentiful piedmont herbs , roots and berries to -
sustain and medicate
When these material nothings are depleted-
I will forage the landscape as needed
Determined as the bobcat , frozen as the hunting heron
With cold reserve and insatiable hunger* ...
Copyright January 17 , 2018 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
 Jan 2018
Miss Me
Keep loving me please

For that,
  Is how I take my next breath

Without it
   Is when I'm sure to hold my last breath

So just keep loving me please
We all seek to be loved unconditionally!
 Jan 2018
Amanda
I learnt what 17 meant: recklessness, glassy eyes and a firestorm in someone else's chest.

19: a smile carelessly left in the crook of my neck, an hour shy of a sunrise and a firestorm in my chest.
 Jan 2018
Cné
a butterfly kiss
two Eskimos rub their noses
the French do it best
 Jan 2018
Donna
The walls are talking
The corners are asking why
And the photos smile
I really like this one , I have lovely photos of my family so was inspired, my family is my all x :)))) ***
 Jan 2018
ryn
Nurse the wings
of the broken bird

Care for it
as though you would
a newborn

Remedy the wounds
of the broken heart

Love it
so it lives to beat
the next morn
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