Whispers

A Poem by Travis Lawrence

Frail as the dust flies,

the natural life, alluringly winsome,

vast and overwhelmed,

sourced in secret whispers,

is windy weather where we wait

to see our end.

© 2014 Travis Lawrence

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Added on July 27, 2013
Last Updated on October 2, 2014

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Travis Lawrence

Austin, TX

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I'm a 29-year-old using this site to backup my writings, which are mostly poems. Leave a comment if you like, they always make me smile. Have a nice day! more..

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