still
august
turned
september
[six words]
photo credit : chantal
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Hope - still
-
Hope is bloody-knuckled and bruised
From punching the wall in an attempt
To break it down.
Hope knows the only way through
Is through
And time heals
And...
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1 comment:
Love the sparseness of this poem. Paired with the photo...perfection.
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