Prism I love to gaze at your face A perfect structure Yet at times twisted in pain or anger Your beauty fragmented into pieces that do not fit Distorted views through the prism of your fears Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing © Written for Reena’s Exploration Challenge – Cubism
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Banjo
Banjo It was early in the day The market street was busy An average sized crowd had gathered He played sitting on a high stool Banjo boy why are you not in school The music was amazing His talent evident He looked thirteen years of age Certainly nobody’s fool Banjo boy why are you notContinue reading “Banjo”
Poetry For Healing 