Bloody Feet
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These two lines popped into my head one day, and later became the ending of a longer poem that went to sonnet status then kept expanding to 14 or 15 syllables per line and ended with 18 lines. Sometimes, life is like that.
Than I saw that the worthy Brian Strand has a current contest for two-line poems, so, as they say, what the hey....
Upon my closing sight of you, blinded words were in your eyes,
Your final hour released you not - you'd walked too long on lies.
Copyright © Doug Vinson | Year Posted 2017
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