Those clover trails.
Poison ivy disguised.
Guiding unwanted surprises.
Blinded by optimism.
Deception chose me.
Hope tasted salty.
Sun dried lies.
Igniting a flame.
Fire burned, intensely.
Wishes now ashes.
Grace remained, unnoticed.
A new beginning.
Published by David W. Jones
David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television.
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