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Hurt

Do boughs feel pain when vicious winds rip gnarly bark? Does tiny cry pierce clear sky when hawk talons a lark? What visions do the dying see as they ready to depart? Is it possible to heal muscle, after destruction of the heart? How can a person, once loved almighty, destroy a friend? I knew it true, as her words made my tattered soul rend. Floods of sorrowed anguish swamped disoriented world. Emotions floated free---like dust from a flag unfurled.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 11/27/2013 1:56:00 AM
James, Thank you for spreading and sharing your kindness. I am very grateful and thankful to all who have been supportive of me one way or another. Your heartfelt words are the main attraction of who you are… Thanks for your inspiring visit. ----- Happy Thanksgiving ~ LINDA
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Date: 10/17/2013 1:28:00 PM
I felt the hurt! Good poem. -Patrick Farley IV
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Date: 10/17/2013 10:07:00 AM
Nice,enjoyed it
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Jim Tidd
Date: 10/17/2013 10:23:00 AM
Thank you.

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