Jun 2021
You stretch the yen of soul, my love,
You dredge the spirit, so....
Encompassing the dregs entire
Of weaknesses I've shown?
You haul me through the slime, I've trod
The earthly path, travailed,
To caste me, splayed, upon this stone
Eternally, impaled.
M.
16 June 2021
This troubled way.
You dredge the spirit, so....
Encompassing the dregs entire
Of weaknesses I've shown?
You haul me through the slime, I've trod
The earthly path, travailed,
To caste me, splayed, upon this stone
Eternally, impaled.
M.
16 June 2021
This troubled way.
Exposed by Patty M's brilliant rhythmic work, "Doors"
I bare my sinful way to another pen's artistry.
I bare my sinful way to another pen's artistry.
(79/M/"Foxglove",Taranaki, NZ)
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