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 Jul 2019 laura
Elizabeth Squires
sometimes it will be
seen with others of its
sort
and sometimes it
is seen without any of its
sort

the American Indians
have befriended
it
as they've felt an
affinity with
it

you might get a shiver
down your
spine
if you hear the sound
that it will
mine

it is an animal of great
intelligence
and it also has a watchful
diligence

from the prairies
to the snow
country
it will tread a path
on their
territory
 Jul 2019 laura
LostInFire
Untitled
 Jul 2019 laura
LostInFire
I am quite
Just for your happiness
Don’t think
That i don’t get
Hurt anymore.....
 Jul 2019 laura
eileen
a noche soñé que me soñabas
no me agradas
dónde estabas
no te quiero
te digo que te vayas
dime algo
para olvidarte
si no piensas en mi
no me busques
no eres mío
no puedo darte mí corazón
no sabes del amor
 Jul 2019 laura
cleann98
muffled
 Jul 2019 laura
cleann98
it can't be
repentance
so long as
she still smiles.
can't forgive what you still regret.. especially if the bitter taste only reminds you of your own mistake.

snippet of white noise, to be posted later.
thank you for reading.
 Jul 2019 laura
Elizabeth Squires
a river bed lies profoundly dry

out in the remote west

showing no visible signs

of any trickle's zest


each day bringing the same

emptiness of refrain

thirsty river banks are feeling

such a sustained pain


the wanted gift of moisture

being absent far too long

a river's course slowly dying

to feel a dampness of song


soon the summer's scorch shall

be again upon the river's trace

in its despairing hour it will beg

for rain's life giving grace
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