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  • Surprise, Honey

    SEPTEMBER FREEFORM Leaving safe stillness,  sleep swayed silence,she stirs in her blankets, gathers fresh flowers,soft sunlight spilling,but shadows slink closer,unspoken sequential words linger,fingers curling, fear flickers.   Once, warmth woven,wonderful whispers,waltzing in the garden,where laughter lingers,but now,the air thickens,a tempest brews,an echo of anger, knife held in querythe storm breaching the calm.   Cautious cadence,careful Read more