Sunday, May 24, 2015

Respite Comments

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Swimming in life’s cesspool trying to not eat of the filth that surrounds me
the waters are murky brown green algae like.
The swimmers are dead dark souls
and I am treading water, trying to keep my head from submerging.
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Mildred KeelWilliams
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Kelly Kurt 25 May 2015

Your intent came through well in this poem, Mildred. Thanks for sharing

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