preach to me
in utter silence ~
resemblance, though shared,
counts for nothing;
the listless, featherless bird
feasts on
moldy bread
and
poisoned water
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Another Wandering Soul 
This is one of those pieces that I find intriguing for how I can’t seem to get my mind around it and yet it {{{reverberates}}}. It lives on that luscious edge of meaning and metaphor where it lies just tantalizingly….hidden enough.
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no matter if you comment or compose poetry – your words are always powerful. thank you for such a wonderful comment.
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