Their jagged little tips sit, jutting centurions
Broken, shattered, golden pride still defiant
A ruddy loam ally supports their endeavor
Waging war with a frosty autumn sky
The harvest is over.
About Me
The purpose of this blog is to create a space in which to make more widely available the poetry through which I express myself. Some of this poetry is written specifically as project material and some is simply my giving vent to fits of spontaneity.
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