In an effort to highlight a few blogs I have been visiting I ran across this one! I LOVE it! Visit her and follow because she is beautiful…and amazing!
Blue is the eyesight blinded in the dark
Abridging the misty-eyed view of contrasts quite stark
Secrets swirled and scrawled upon our abode
And a shock of lies, suddenly, to me bestowed
So now as I pass by that place
While tears and fears outline my face
I envision an atmosphere of turmoil
Where distressed emotions soil
A house that was never a home
Torn from the binding of an ancient tome
HASTYWORDS 
Thank you so much! What lovely compliments xo
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That rings with harmonies, they’re there just ready waiting to sing, but as a poem it stands strong, and vivid with colour like fury..
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For sure… My head’s all over the place at the moment, riding a flatbed out at sea, some how waiting to touch the guerrilla winds deep inside a forest, where such place be free of knots, blazes, and shields, but for those which be natural to touch.
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