Best Retrace Poems

With Gypsie Luck, My Own Weaken Steps Retrace

I walked in shy shadows leaving not a trace
dawn birthed winds carried a rose-fragrant smell
pleased, accepting what is owed, no disgrace
rivers of joyous happiness, I could not tell.

After illumination, shadow was to pass
I walk forward to find that,...

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Chetta Achara wrote a blog about Mount St. Helens. The volcano erupted in May 1980 and Chetta was a witness. I hope you read her blog. It inspired my poem. I saw ash on the highway 6 months later.
My husband and I were still newlyweds....

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