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Morning Rambles January 31, 2013

Posted by JP in Poetry.
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Morning Rambles

Dreary morning,
long day looming,
fraught with desire
for the potential of change.

Cold wet, (spring?) morning,
dripping incessantly,
its liquid depression,
and cloudy compulsion.

Wordsmith struggling,
with inadequate tools,
to paint the life,
wished for desperately.

Scribbling scribe,
wrestling with muse,
extracting trembling thought,
insufficient to hearten.

Dreary damn rainy day,
cursing joy and its ilk,
chasing love from life,
and soaking sullied soul.

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