The Weeping WillowA Poem by AlprisSomething I was inspired with after a fight with my father.THE BLIND RAGE: it's back. They call it that because; you never see it coming it c l o u d s your vision and puts your hands to SHAME. There are no triggers, no gunshots hounding the silent field. .................. The truth is, it has always been there. Weeping in the roots of the willow tree. © 2015 Alpris |
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Added on August 3, 2015 Last Updated on August 3, 2015 Tags: weeping willow family fight blin AuthorAlprisAuckland, New ZealandAboutHere is a reference to my artistry - a painting of myself and Myra Hindley: At the point of acquaintance , I generally go by Alpris; a name given to me by someone I don't know, let alone the in.. more..Writing
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