Soft whispers dance
As though ears hear
Or understand
A place
They tempt the earth
Clearing the heart. . .
To remind of life
And cheers
No empty dance on the floor
Or childless playground
Could exist
Inside these whispers.
Whispers
Soft whispers dance
As though ears hear
Or understand
A place
They tempt the earth
Clearing the heart. . .
To remind of life
And cheers
No empty dance on the floor
Or childless playground
Could exist
Inside these whispers.
Imagination driven beyond paper and pen.
Understanding ourselves and the world we live in.
Author River Dixon
Never get lost in the Sauce
Creating Intelligent Entertainment
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Life, Inspiration, Motivation
Poetry and Stories by Zach Jackson
Tales from the mouth of a wolf
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