Poetry
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Light angles dictate where the shadows will appear, unseparated. Giuseppe Gillespie – October 2021
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Angels looking in from heavenly hidey holes at flustered monkeys. Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
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Clouded judgement lives in the outskirts of her eyes. Looks like rain today. Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
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Darkness creeps upon the bark and lush greenery as I sit waiting. Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
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Yellow and purple are the blossoming flowers. Soon they will turn grey. Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
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Lamplight battles dark. An eternal tug-of-war. Blindness in the end. Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
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Bump thumping ruckus, spewing from a stereo, disrupting my thoughts. Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
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Juxtaposition! Loud voices ring through park on quiet afternoon. Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
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Blank page is empty. A world of ideas held between three fingers. Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
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Whispers on the wind warn of an approaching storm. keep your ears open. Giuseppe Gillespie – September 2021
Giuseppe Gillespie Writing 