God's Tailspins Poem by Bruce D. Simmons

God's Tailspins



Reading the harvest
with a gusto of
flavor
turning out the lights of
darkness
of chaff wheat waters
by creator




Cuddles Chin

Savoring the warmth
and clarity of
expressions
nodes in passion inclining
to our
impressions
be it as may to
guru splaying

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Bruce D. Simmons

Bruce D. Simmons

Worchester, Massachusetts
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