feelings
sometimes the well is dry and the only way to fill it is to go to the dark places the sun never reaches at the bottom in the mortar between the stones small cracks loosened by courage will let a trickle in and slowly ever so slowly the well begins to fill again
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AuthorI started my "Poem-A-Day" writing exercise back in 2010. It was a way to get into the habit of writing everyday. It took awhile but once I got into it I really enjoyed the process. I took a break in 2023 to work on getting "Carbon Copy" into the wild. I also wanted to re-read my poem-a-day scribblings to see if there were any unpolished gems amongst the rubble. My plan is to post one per week in my Blog. Find "Carbon Copy" at: Archives
July 2025
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