by nikkilynpugh | Jan 1, 2023 | poetry
Seasons I’m crying Lord What is this sting? As seasons pass Grief For The passing of time. We want to hold on They say Those parts of me So afraid of change. Hiding from the abruptness Of this life Come out Come out Little ones Yes it is full of...
by nikkilynpugh | Dec 12, 2022 | poetry
The golden tendrilsThread from the Divine They come in the shape, curve, statureOf tiny leaves falling falling falling. I drive northPast the Dairy QueenAnd the boarded up restaurantsAnd the no trespassing signsAnd the icy creekAnd the curving windsAnd the silence. I...
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