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Arid

 

                         I see death

                     the form of a tree

               Dry, brittle, next to a river

                  bed writhing in motes 

                   of                      dust

                     A ballet of breeze 

                          Time swirls

                         the arid world 

                              unseen

◄ Fates do fall as rain

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Comments

DESMOND CHILDS

Thu 13th Jun 2019 21:02

Thank you Martin for your comments, much appreciated, glad you love it. Thank you Jennifer for the like.

All the best des

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Martin Elder

Thu 13th Jun 2019 16:54

This is superb Desmond simple in its texture and words , yet so rich in all that its says.

Love it

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