In the cold light of war, peace may yet be known. Ripples under the snow wait for faith, (un)seen. Peace may yet be known in wrinkled warm hands mirrored in quiet prayer. Ripples under the snow understand spring comes — they will be known, whole. Know faith, (un)seen foundations; unshaken anchors in the chaos. Today’s…
Category: trimeric
dVerse — MTB — Trimeric form
Tall grass gone to seed dances with breeze,its final sways, a lively tawn in cloudless sky.A small engine revs, announcing last call,while bluebirds and dragonflies wait. Its final sways, a lively tawn in cloudless sky;still surprised at the length of its reprieve, iscontent with there being no standing tomorrow. A small engine revs, announcing last…
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