Turned and swerved these words to serve through filters of emotion.
This learning curve of drown or surf
Here breathless in the ocean.
How is it that the son the father
Calling out and treading water,
Fights to keep control he never had?
How is it the forgotten son
Of sons who lived and loved then wandered
sowed the seeds of mirrored fruit
And planted in the sand?
- Author: Jaybirdy1 ( Offline)
- Published: February 11th, 2018 17:16
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