no lying converges
abandoned by family
he came along
willing, she loved
yielding, she wondered
anguish reaching years
his counsel tearing
desert hearts apart
tattered dress seams
left wholly unclean
brutally honest mind
history resists mending
living among rubble
April/May 2018
seasons: a poetic journey 
I personally think this poem even though short speaks volumes on grief, brokeness and melancholia. But what struck me the most is the structure of the poem. The deliberate usage of three words in each lines for me creates a feeling of wholeness, when ironically the poem deals with the broken heart. Excellent indeed. ❤
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Oh wow. Thank you much…
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Your welcome!
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