SuziCate's Musings

Posts tagged ‘potry’

Evidence

We may crackle and peel as death creeps upon us, still the shell of our existence remains an echo traveling the corridors of space and time.

We may crackle and peel
as death creeps upon us, still
the shell of our existence remains
an echo traveling the corridors
of space and time.

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Cattails of Winter

Cattails are dreaming
of holding hands with the sun
as wind chills their necks

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