The Gifted Others Mortality is always this quiet verbiage, The ending thought to all who could listen, The last words. So thoughtful and quiet esteem So less with life and full in wanting more. It is a quiet thing, so train in darkness and silence. Incapable or reasoning Detest---I’m assuming of mercy, Of an enterprising … Continue reading Writings of a sad day
none of that will work (Friday Night Poetry Corner #69)
*the all lowercase wording of this blog intrigues me to all ends Greetings everyone and welcome to a late but another segment of Friday Night Poetry Corner. I found a very interesting thought-provoking blog "the proud land" that I'm sure everyone will find an interest in. Today's poem called "none of that will work" … Continue reading none of that will work (Friday Night Poetry Corner #69)