Jul 2013
On a street corner
Sits a lone house
And Ivy crawls up its walls
and crawls
and crawls
and crawls
As if hoping, someday, to become
the house itself
Sits a lone house
And Ivy crawls up its walls
and crawls
and crawls
and crawls
As if hoping, someday, to become
the house itself
Sharing is caring.
I wrote this on a walk yesterday.
There's a great amount of poetry that I've written that I haven't shared with you all. I wonder if some of it should ever see the light of day.
I wrote this on a walk yesterday.
There's a great amount of poetry that I've written that I haven't shared with you all. I wonder if some of it should ever see the light of day.
(Oregon)
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