Thursday, August 18, 2011
The journey
We walk in this
enchanted forest;
lured and guided
by the moon,
yet easily distracted
by the shades and shadows
lurking among the trees.
Wisps of possibility
dance like fireflies;
bright enticements
into tangled thickets of remorse.
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Anonymous said...
Pictures stir the wordsmith within.
December 29, 2011 at 9:16 PM
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Pictures stir the wordsmith within.
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