Saturday, February 15, 2014

No Poetry is Oozing Forth

No poetry is oozing forth,
nor wisdom, words of beauty,
syllables of eloquence.
Hard lessons learned don't
always have a pretty way
to be expressed. Some things
are better left unsaid, or
spoken face to face, the
prickly edges softened by a smile.




(c) Ellen Gillette, 2014

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