the sieve and the sand

Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother's poetry blog.

well

well wishers

poetry

my gaze falls downward
the dried out walls secrete dust
centuries’ sighs.

December 1, 2008 randyribay Tagged well 1 Comment

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