tales from the murky splurge:

Sunday, June 3, 2012

spider trilogy, from under the stone she emerged covered in mud brought up by the splurge it was there in that moment, it froze her in fear she, had not seen him, at all on this year she bowed down her head she dared not to show this pain in her eyes that told of her woe and turning her back to... 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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