Harsh hand and word strike, Abuse grows the heart fonder Of their attention. Giuseppe Gillespie – December 2021
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Simple distractions take up a pretty penny of our working time. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
Lake water lapping Along low strides of river Rushing to the sea. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
A night spent alone walking by the windswept canal…
Drip drop goes the tap Spilling water down the drain, A wasted resource. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
Doubt lies like poison Corroding away the soul, Its trap ensnaring. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
If measurement fails Due to eyesight or hurry, Wonky window blinds. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
Ice broken fractals, Chaos prevents symmetry, Birth of uniqueness. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
Fingers work to bone, if not counting coin and note then constructing poem. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
Jotted scrutiny Frenzied through criticism, Forgot the best parts. Giuseppe Gillespie – December 2021
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