Metaphor of My Face -
...I have eyes that brown visits the shallows mirrors of my soul
Like closed condemn building windows
My nose is like an capital “M” like a small sweet potato in the garden
My teeth sh...
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Categories:
hernial, analogy, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
Encounter On the Logging Trail
...A frosty mist caressed my face
As I chanced upon the place
Sitting high upon my load
Of pine logs on this snowy road
Urging Mike and Molly on
With steady strides their carillons
Were jingling...
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Categories:
hernial, love hurts,
Form: Rhyme