confessed sins travel
from ear to lip
from lip to ear
until the confessor
recognises her own sin
in vain
poetry and some more
poetry and some more
confessed sins travel
from ear to lip
from lip to ear
until the confessor
recognises her own sin
in vain
Nicole
Beyond the Beyond
The sensory pleasures and earthy delights of gardening.
A memorabilia of my experiences throughout of PLAYING ALONG rather being PLAYED ALONG.
Adventure - Photography - Travel
Very interesting, Sonya. :)
Dear Sonya,
Thank you for this poem.
Waking up is a struggle.
All good wishes,
robert