Let’s reblog the love. Happy Valentine’s Day. I’ll be lifting some of my favorites today as we share loves both past and present.
~After Working Man’s Dead
With dirty looks,
wheels caked by guts
of hand-felled fields,
I looked on
as you looked away,
goodbye in your eyes,
but your body screamed
don’t let go.
Wagon rolled;
sun-baked foreheads,
brown loaves,
an uncertain crop,
brittle and frail.
On and off rains
turned us mushy
and stale.
Happiness is a hard time;
it’s boring loving you.
Nothing looks wrong
but tomorrow’s untrue.
© 2022 | K.Hartless
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
Powerful & vivid imagery, K!
‘Wagon rolled;
sun-baked foreheads,
brown loaves,
an uncertain crop,
brittle and frail’
Beautifully penned 🙂
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wolf calls
end it all
runners in nylon
and spandex
the mind
what a find
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Spandex Exodus
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wider is better as per fergus.
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