spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Weeping My bark, dry Soaks the tears A blotter for future days You’ll never know Just what you do to me My response Powerful I remain internal Showing my hand Was a mistake I won’t repeat Thirsty My roots, searching Stretch out Spreading and… Continue Reading “Bloom on the Inside”
in a way, it was savage the way you held my hand a little too tight a little too firm nails biting into the back of my hand in a quiet corner of my mind there stood a tiny thing just a flicker of… Continue Reading “Flicker of Thoughts”
Your love, a delicate seed. My words, to water and flow. Our passion, the heat of the sun. A kiss, now watch it grow. tara caribou | ©2020
original artwork and the occasional rant
Art Consignments in Ninilchik, Alaska
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Poetry by Charles Joseph
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a collection of short poetry from an autistic mind
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