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Disappointing Dirt

Defiant are shards of dirt which particle apart Never to know their neighbouring flakes, Not integrating, no squish of accompanyment Forlorn separates which support not life, nothing Beneath rangy weeds, breeze blows loose granules Shifted without resistance, foreign adjacent land is theirs temporarily Only for necessity, proximity is parallel, merge free Neediness discarded, only Heaven can help dead dirt Because the moments spent observing a scrappy tree Beside withering leaves has hard expanding pears Held by delving stem, fed, assisted, nutrient found Show me expired soil needs nourishment Requires deeply dug roots, intrusion, rooster boost Sand blown syndrome suppresses realisation Instinct drives attempt to be cleansed and extend 23rd January This dirt hurts

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Date: 1/24/2021 2:54:00 PM
Hopelessness personified, and so eloquently portrayed, the desolation in the earlier stanzas is palpable, turning to desperation as I read down, leaving just instinct as the basic truth to end with, fantastic writing Sigrid, hope you are keeping well I really do, cheers David.
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David Kavanagh
Date: 1/25/2021 2:47:00 PM
Yes indeed Sigrid, deposit that grime into a poem, you are a free spirit, I see it enter your work so often, take care.
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Sigrid Ermine
Date: 1/25/2021 1:43:00 PM
Bless your soul, David. You're very kind. I am better for writing this, it's a wonderful outlet. Oddly one feels freer after quickly jotting it down....

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