Short poems

Mud

Mud

09/12/17

Blazing saddles of stagnant glory.

How the water doesn’t heal but pours before me.

I see the cleansing heated clear meaning, natural and sparkly features of the believing and I sit in blazing saddles of stagnant glory.

Writing, writing and rewriting my own one word story.

Mud – the autobiography.

© G.P Williamson 2017

Advertisements
Standard