For the creator there is no poverty and no poor or unimportant place. (Rilke). With this in mind, I set myself a challenge: look, and write.
With its cruel eye
Through the translucence
Of the closed blinds
Reveals a chaotic soul
Unfinished ironing
Half knitted garment
Partly read book
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Kept me company
In the early hours
But the decor
Teal, cream and burgundy
Displays some inspired
Ideas
Can I be
Forgiven
Poetry by Marie Cadavieco
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Written on 2018-05-08 at 10:29
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Morning's cruel eye
The morning sunWith its cruel eye
Through the translucence
Of the closed blinds
Reveals a chaotic soul
Unfinished ironing
Half knitted garment
Partly read book
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Kept me company
In the early hours
But the decor
Teal, cream and burgundy
Displays some inspired
Ideas
Can I be
Forgiven
Poetry by Marie Cadavieco
Read 496 times
Written on 2018-05-08 at 10:29
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