Desert Hearts – A Poem from Long Ago

Why do I reach for something
just to have it slip away
causing pain
desert hearts
no life inside
waiting for the rain

Osyth 19/01/2016 / 1:29 am

Oh – ‘desert hearts waiting for the rain’ that is SO bluddy evocative.

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- Claudette 19/01/2016 / 6:04 pm
  
  Thank you. Sometimes, long ago, I actually wrote good stuff. Looking back on some of it just made me hit the delete/revision button. I guess time does “mature” our words somewhat.
  
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  - Osyth 20/01/2016 / 1:41 am
    
    Time matures everything – at least that’s the theory. However, I do think that it is essential to nurture the childish voice too …. that’s where the hope comes from 🙂
    
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