Post 100


relief; fresh wind blow.
voyage of seeds. in chains, free.

speaking tree, every colour and creed.
at war with this disease; greed.

relief; fresh water flow.
clouded mind, in-between.

eucalypt; lord of land,
disregard, if you please.

just adhere to pleas
of succumbing to greed.

© Leroy Wilson

About Stayne

Welcome to my page and thank you so much for stopping by. I feel honoured to share some of your precious time. These are just a collection of thoughts that have popped into my head and I have managed to store here. I am hoping that one day I will find the time and inspiration to return to these thoughts to edit and craft poems out of them...ah maybe one day.
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