Ranked highest
No. 1 in poetryclub
No. 1 in Snapshots
No. 6 in Writing
No.19 in wattpad poetry
17.6.18
•~Expression and words combined with Snapshots of little chattels creates Rhythm and Rhyme~•
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Rise and High Over hills and in the deep glens With a spread of dingles lush and raw, Fresh, supple lucent drops of dew waft with breeze settled on my guise. I stood at edge of the gorge bellowed my name aloud, Across the ranges so deep beyond reach, travelled And it spoke to me, loud and sharp amistd the shrill air of the morning halo and I stood in silence to hear myself in the wilderness.
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