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I Wore A Frock
This day I caught eye of the mirror
It watched me dressing into a new apparel…
I did hear the laughter everywhere,
Although there was no one visible.
The laughter rose and rose aloud,
Until I felt my ears deaf.
Why did the mirror ridicule me?
What intuition did the mind carry?
Wasn’t what I dressed into today
A well knitted thought from...
Friday 12th April 2019 2:49 pm
Shy Ann
Shy Ann
Pale faced and nondescript
until you don the warpaint,
Dances with Wolves.
Wary of the white man
speaking with forked tongue.
Brave intentions,
you lead the war party
to the Big Horn.
Young Guns –
Beware
The Squaw
on the warpath.
Rattlesnake smile.
Hidden behind
the tribal colours.
A stri...
Friday 10th May 2013 10:21 am
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