Tag: Macro

Blurred Lines

Structure straight and perfectly aligning, A thousand stamens reaching for the sun, Each radiation delicate reminding We’re more than just ourselves, we are as one. From far perspective, branches tipped with pompons, Beckon to us: come survey our blooms, ‘Til closer in we scan… Continue Reading “Blurred Lines”

Teardrops

Trodden, verdant shafts beneath her soles Bled cool and damp and flattened here once more, Ritual oft-repeated, silenced but unfold- ing her dismay, despair and wounded core. It reached within, like sword in days of yore, To twist and grind the sorrow hidden well,… Continue Reading “Teardrops”

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