Saturday, March 18, 2017

The Unspoken Comments

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I hear the rustle of dry leaves
I feel the ruined bones
I see swirling reds, blues, greens
Fading like water colors on wet paper
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Clyde King
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Make Shift 20 March 2017

A heartfelt poem, well written.

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Clyde King 24 March 2017

Thank you. I look forward to reading yours as well, Kaldorei. That's an interesting name. What does it mean?

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Clyde King 16 September 2018

Thank you Make Shift. I like the name you’ve chosen.

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Clyde King

Clyde King

San Antonio, Texas
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