I used to do

When thoughts are
dried river,
emotion,
budding thorn,

fall back and soak
the tired wings
in the cool lake,

peep the world through
the latticework
of sanity, and
even the irritating
sarcasm’s
laughable,

find a quality
even in the gnarled
deadwood.
Still I try.

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4 thoughts on “I used to do”

wickedlyours says:

May 21, 2019 at 2:10 am

Lovely……Of course, we keep trying! Don’t we all?

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Byungafallgren says:

May 21, 2019 at 2:18 am

Yes we do. Thanks so much for the comment.

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derrickjknight says:

May 21, 2019 at 6:47 am

’emotion, budding thorn’ is so sharp

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Byungafallgren says:

May 21, 2019 at 4:03 pm

Thank you so much, Derrick.

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