tales from the murky splurge:

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

The second moon brings pain and gloom you are inside out not outside in you stand behind the fenced in room where no one can leave or enter in The view is small the distance close and all around you stand the line strong images will paint the ghost when you feel bad you think you´re fine Take heed... Sign in to see full entry.

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Poetry is about expression of thought. Sometimes the best work is the kind of stuff that just leaps up from within our soul. I write a lot about the murky splurge...This defines a place where we are are given the freedom to bare our souls in word but understand it is between the lines where most truth resides, In a world which has an abundance of love for all to share there is a whirlwind stirring. these words come out of a storm, but reader of my blog, please see although we write about many things, we may just mean another...well that is what the villagers said..... have fun.

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