Monday, April 16, 2012

an older wordle, 50?

I wish I could taste
and smell
the air on the point
of no return.
The sunshine on the narrows,
a trick of light
reflected on the rocks
creating shapes
and strings of thoughts
that paw their way
into my packed heart.

(trick,pack, point, whisper, smell, shape, shine, string, paw, taste. wish, pet.)

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