the uninvited April 25, 2016 Photo credit: Tom Chambers (via The Mag) I have no room to graze there is no place for my kind of alchemy here I have to hold back my hands now knotted into white linen aching a courtesy uncomfortable uncommonI have no saltto shake Rene-2016 Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Comments 21 WitsApril 25, 2016 at 10:47 AMBeautiful! Perfect response to this!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyBuddah MoskowitzApril 25, 2016 at 6:19 PMIt must be difficult to hold back your obvious and apparent alchemy.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplySilverGardeniaApril 25, 2016 at 10:13 PMVery nice!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyCarrie Van HornApril 28, 2016 at 3:33 PMNo room to graze indeed....a brilliant take on the prompt Rene!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyBekkie SanchezApril 29, 2016 at 12:41 PMWonderful write!ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyKathe W.May 1, 2016 at 4:32 PMno room to graze no salt to pass. ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment Please drop a penny in a poet's hat :
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