BLUE

  And there, by the winding road, it watched and there, by the rushing waters, it took anchor and there, neath commuting clouds, it found no freedom, her song; locked to the land waiting as the tides retreated wailing as the breeze bolted out onwards and over always and forever while there, by the winding […]

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Sharing Sunday: I see her

And our final Sharing Sunday poem is from Candice Louisa Daquin from TheFeatheredSleep here at WordPress and the bonds that bind a mother and child, no matter how distant or invisible they may be…

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Sharing Sunday: Addict

Originally posted on Unleashed:
I am an addict. An addict. I admit it. ADDICT. ? I am addicted. Addicted. That is what I am. ADDICTED. ? I want more. And more. No use pretending. I want MORE. ? I can’t stop. Just can’t. No use in hiding it. I CAN’T. ? I won’t stop. Just…

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