Hope is an ice cube in a fire
a new sprout reaching for the sun
flickering light from a shorted wire
bullet in the chamber of a gun
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: July 20th, 2024 09:56
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Comments6
Your lines are most powerful and I can't help but see Politics. 🌹
Thanks Teddy yes that would apply as well. As always I appreciate the read and comment friend.
Short and succinct,
that's what hope is surely! 👍
Great read,
penned superbly!! 😊
Best regards poet!! ✌️
Thad
Thanks Thad I appreciate the read and kind words
Tremendous work.
Thanks Thomas for the read it is most appreciated.
Intriguing lines soren.
Andy
Thanks Gold I think that they may be taken more than one way. Appreciate the read friend,
This reminds me - I played Russian Roulette wrong. I loaded all the chambers EXCEPT one. Doh!
A game I should play with KP. lol.
That's how you play it on expert mode. Thanks for the read Orchi it means a great deal
Loaded, loaded, loaded!!!!! - The pinpoint accuracy - I bow...
I appreciate the read and most kind generous words
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