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The Windfall House as I called it should have comforted me—after all, it was passed down through my family all…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 5 years agoBlack RainRain is falling As I am falling Into a sadness now, Out of bed I'd end in the woods Darker than blacker boughs; I won't be nearer To you then—in ways Further away, Better stay within To…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in writing • 5 years agoDark Yule ...FinaleA man vows, and yet will not cast away the means of breaking his vow. Is it that he distinctly means to break it? Not at all; but the desires which tend to break it are at work in him dimly, and…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 5 years agoIn the DarkRain darkens everything: Each drop A black grain of misery Holding All the world’s pain And none of its sympathy; ... And it’s pouring again Beating a rhapsody A tin pan cacophony…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 5 years agoHearing VoicesIt begins with isolation, Blank stares and faces, Demons In desolate places. 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I want it so much, Beloved, For this storm to give me Dark words of love… The same ones That broke your heart. So, take off your sweater…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in writing • 5 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.Abominable SnowmanThere is at Christmas time a great deal of hypocrisy, honourable hypocrisy, hypocrisy undertaken with good motive, but nevertheless hypocrisy! ― Agatha Christie Beth I never approved the…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in poetry • 5 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.Covert LoverThese nights, these nights, The soul’s limitations; Everything cramped— Too large for spaces. I'm fearful Of the lamps’ oases, Obliterating Our magic places. A giant eraser Used with…resteemedjohnjgeddes (75)in writing • 5 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.Green Energy ...Part 3 ...Off the Grid with CoyotesBeing a woman is a terribly difficult task, since it consists principally in dealing with men. —Joseph Conrad I'm being pushed and pulled by two neighbours to see things their way—and on…
