Reverb – July 24, 2020

Grief, life, love, poetry 1 Minute

Lost

In the imaginings

Of the black richocet

Flighty

And fragrant

Loose

And unwilling

To make the point

I’m listening

And looking

Caught in the most

Blurred state

Licking my wounds

And returning

Blithely

To all

The bouncing shadows

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Grief Out Loud. Art. Life

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