Our Spot Poem by Stephen Howard

Our Spot



The road not taken led to a fallen tree
it led to the deepest parts of you
the parts which scared you true
but amongst the fungi and fallen leaves
you whisked off into the sea
one thing left to be seen
is if you are still free

Wednesday, January 7, 2015
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Stephen Howard

Stephen Howard

Steilacoom, Washington
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