Showing posts with label Dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dream. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 16, 2020
Sunday, August 30, 2020
Growing Pains
There is treasure all around
but you
blacken and turn inward.
You are
an ink blot
on an
illuminated manuscript
a
burning nettle
in a
field of wildflowers
a sliver
in the pink pad of a finger
Let me
help you pack
your
blanket and suitcase.
You no
longer belong
or want to be here.
55 Words for Hedgewitch at Verse Escape.
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