A troubled goodbye,
when my heart cannot speak it;
Betrayed, time flies.
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Shadowed heart remain
Beyond delicate thoughts of
Ones going away.
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Juxtapose the Sun
Moon white clouds drift by on Blue
Tears cleanse shattered hope.
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Cathartic ink spills
Emotions buried in air;
Color on Mirrors.
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You judge my eyes now?
Minute thoughts pass on unscathed.
I judge reflections.
My view of Literature: What I write and create, what I read and critique, what I see and hear.
You have entered the realm of a writer.
Welcome to A Writer's Landscape!
You have entered the realm of my mind where words play with the fabric of our existence. This is the map of my imagination: the very foundations of inspiration, musing, and thought splayed for your wandering eyes. Dive deep into the tides of these forces and experience my reality, my fantasy, my world; and if you should be so inclined, share your words with this land.
Peace and Love!
J Hart F
You have entered the realm of my mind where words play with the fabric of our existence. This is the map of my imagination: the very foundations of inspiration, musing, and thought splayed for your wandering eyes. Dive deep into the tides of these forces and experience my reality, my fantasy, my world; and if you should be so inclined, share your words with this land.
Peace and Love!
J Hart F
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