Innumerable rugged steps
Across the broken concrete
Of a desolate city
Have lead me to this place
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as I read this, I heard your voice, as though you were reading it aloud to me. That is the mark of a real genius. You are profound, you are as well, my god, how long I have suffered this writer's block, and yet now, reading you, sitting here, I don't care that I can't write, because you can.. thank you.. Always, Amberlee
Wow Uriah! you take us on a stark journey through the streets of your city and then the roads of your lifes journey, with such panache and modesty, that it takes my very breath away....I thank the lord for you and your journey that has given us so much pleasure in your creative muse. Thank you for letting us see those fleeting Autumn skies....hug from Tai x
Your stark, elegant verse...bless your memories for they have made you the poet that you are. Profoundly beautiful work, as always. Sandra