River street urchins
The gutters are swelling
[Waiting] for the sky—you, I
To reach—the storm drains of joy.
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These words are very thoughtful. Till we're free, till we're free Till we're free, till we're free Till we're free, to go… We'll never clear-out: Absorbing as every stain might be.
This is a lovely write. I quite enjoyed it. It's almost musical in its composition.
I'll fabricate a new colour? A rainbows pot of gold… One for just you and me! It's great and wonderful..........................10
Great poem as always, my favorite Sounds like a deal, Maybe yes, maybe no His heart wants to come back But his sanity says no Break time Vacation, just pay a visit Yes or No, i dont know.......
I like your poetry, it is what reading. Keep the flag flying
An interesting write. But I did like the personalized colors of choice. Read mine - We the Unencumbered - Adeline