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morning poetry 0

Mourning of the Morning

Poem   There were blues in the hues of the morning, mourning the end of night. There, too, were warm rays of sunshine upon the heads of early doves. Words were absent from the...

space poem 0

The Space

Poem   The space between us Cycling through Invisible and unknown Affecting all that we do Unfolding, changing Numbers reasoning Ignorantly predicting The how, the X The question The connection Possibility, probability The universe’s...

aftermath poem 0

Richardson

Poem   As the wallpaper curled we lost everything every gift we gave every word we ever said from the basement explosion that seeped into carpet fibers and looked out over the car port...