I am a swathe of salted tears
Spread thin upon brown earth
Doused throughout lost years
Querying all I'm worth
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I enjoyd d quirky twist in dis wonderful sublime poem! Kudos poetess.
T.S Elliot said April was the cruelest month I guess it has a sister
That was a wonderful read. For the first time I didn't want to finish quickly and comment for I was lost in your metaphors. Gives a sad sort feeling in some places but loved the ending with a courage to march. even the title is most enticing. Lovely rhythm. I loved the sounds of stops. Have no right to rate this piece of artistic qualities