Avant-Gardener

So much for showing any shred of grace.
I worry, I pace with wet salty face.

The mugs that I wear have recently cracked.
There’s too many lies & too little fact.

Crackle glazed & fire-burned porcelain masks.
Known modes of hiding aren’t up to these tasks.

So, grind to powder fired & shattered earth.
Then, add humis, water & seeds to birth.

Dinner plate dahlias in early bird blue.
Big blooming delft dishes as compost’s glue.

For: J

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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