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written by: Anne G



Immured am I within these thoughts

whilst wisps of memories harken back

to days of lore and nights before


Of moments missed, a summers kiss

of winters frost

of love and loss


A pause, a sigh

emotions fly

free to wander search and find


The hidden gems that hide inside

that speak to life and reasons why

my heart sublime still beats in time

Anne G

Anne G

JUNE 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Why write?
I write because I am:
Driven to distraction by the inequities of the society in which we live.
Motivated by cruelty, abuse, ignorance and indifference.
My intention: To poke, prod and provoke!
"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde
Anne G

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