poetry bizarre bazaar Life is an esplanade... by windstrewnMarch 11, 2017 Comment 1 Life is an esplanade lined With storefronts sexily signed, Assaulting but, on the same step, seductive still. And, from one to another, our eyes will wander, Made sicker or fonder, By what is for sale beyond each windowsill. ON THE WIND:FacebookTwitterPinterestLike this:Like Loading... 1 comment on “bizarre bazaar” ~M March 11, 2017 The challenge is to try and stay firmly planted, when the storm tries to uproot us. LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ Post navigation Previous Post Next Post
WINDSTREWN 
The challenge is to try and stay firmly planted, when the storm tries to uproot us.
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