Sunday, April 14, 2013

In solitude....



Lone
dandelion.
Shorn
of petals,
blown
of ties.
Bared
soul
scorched
dry.
Sinewy.
colour bled,
sparkle fled.
Lone
dandelion
in lone
marathon.



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