I farm reflection
plant seeds of wrath, soil black –
insatiable words
nurtured by mind-storms and rays
of passing enlightenment.
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine)
I farm reflection
plant seeds of wrath, soil black –
insatiable words
nurtured by mind-storms and rays
of passing enlightenment.
(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine)
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I love both the poem and the image in equal measure!!
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Thanks!
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You’re welcome!
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Nice take!
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Thanks.
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That’s better than great: “mind storms”.
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Thanks Benjamin.
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Welcome!
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