When their hot tongues lie, I cry bitter milk – time can rip at friendly water, blow him from my sea, though his shot a show – am so blue, a bare want, in those lies dressed. (Poem inspired by the offerings of Magnetic Poetry online.)
In weakness vines cling, crave a solid bolstering – sage advice: no wall. (Written for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge: sage / vine.)
Sun blazes before it falls, slashes the day’s sky – blue guarding against blaze. Golden grasses absorb the fire, brazen in their clay-baked fields. Branches blacken – forlorn bristles – stark against light. I stand on the precipice, day’s end beckoning, taunting, my spirit alive Will blaze before it falls, lashing against the heavens who […]
nice take on stacked.. and yes, hopefully the boards are well-secured.
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Thanks…always a good thing.
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Excellent photos for this week. Thanks for playing along.
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Thanks Cee – this prompt brought out a lot of different responses.
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