embersA Poem by Ed Hartvedioembers it would be nice not to be bent like this tree carrying the curve of the hill the wind does it or someone in childhood who plants fear in our roots
it would be nice to disappear into a woman's heart
dancing can do it until we call for more wine to fuel our crowded feet
no sense wanting what wasn't made or graced it's just i can't help noticing this old world growing older
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Added on April 9, 2017Last Updated on April 10, 2017 AuthorEd HartOlympia, WAAbout3/11/17, i am taking this way to notify my friends and readers that several months ago i was given my walking papers from this dimension...i have pancreatic cancer, stage 4, metastasized...so, you can.. more..Writing
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