Enraged, we lack grace.
Turn the air blue. Too timid
to speak without it.
About the Creator
Brian Clifton
I am a father, a software engineer, a technical writer, a fantasy fiction writer and a poet. I am an activist for every-human's rights, and when I am not writing code, I'm writing poetry to order my thoughts as a form of self-work.
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I Dreamt a Soul's Dream
While distance kept us apart, our souls paid no attention to such mundane things as mortal limitations, so often they would find each other as we slept. Of course, we got to come along as well, as spectators in our dreams, as I am sure you already know.
By Brian Clifton3 years ago in Poets
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