Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

jungle

04 February 2015

 

My machete’s sharp.

I blazed trails, none existed

through my own jungle.

 

I jungled into

a deep, dark silence, and yet,

I never got lost.

 

Some explorers do,

some return changed, richer for

their experience.

 

Finding your way out

is often the beginning

of exploration.

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4 February, 2015 - Posted by | Poetry | ,

1 Comment »

  1. Finding your way out is often the beginning…I like this, missed your poetry.

    Comment by Cheryl-Lynn | 4 February, 2015 | Reply


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