Umbrella ready thunderstorm just begun the sound of a train get off where you have to within you without you 50 years ago today and life goes on the space between us we were talking this rain so serious how long will it be water but love to the very end
Dear Kristen, Little poem is expanded. In the direction it was intended. The amplification urge can strike at any time. Sometimes it strikes here. Lord. But I hope a little beauty for you remains in it.
Ah Rob - another beauty! ... but love to the very end - your ending might well be the start of my next poem :)
ReplyDeleteDear Kristen, Little poem is expanded. In the direction it was intended. The amplification urge can strike at any time. Sometimes it strikes here. Lord. But I hope a little beauty for you remains in it.
DeleteLovely stuff Rob
ReplyDeleteCheers, mate.
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