ResolutionsA Poem by Bill O. Writes
Midnight ground sparkles
Hardened soil apair with my stride Dawn, ever unannounced Unlit coals Icicles crystallize I'm engulfed in doubt Who am I? Who are you? I wrap a scarf 'round my neck with just enough slack to...
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1 Review Added on December 31, 2014 Last Updated on November 18, 2020 Tags: cold, winter, depression, sickness, sadness AuthorBill O. WritesNew Haven, CTAboutUnspecified years old. My feelings on writing: Writing and reading (for pleasure) are both lost arts. If it's not about something tangible, measurable, no one wants to read it, so why bother writi.. more..Writing
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