The Touch of Earth

I want to touch your face With eyes sealed Standing before the sea Knowing it by the fragrance Of tide pool silt Seagrasses and minnows . With fingertips and palms The texture of sand, Crystalline droplets, Solidified tears From stars and heat, And lightning fusing grains into glass Smooth, cool in the evening dew, Salt […]

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Course Correction

i drift toward the light at the pole for man rarely chooses his soul ~ Read the original version…

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Acknowledgements

i spoke verse to him on the sand words meant for another man a scripted hand not yet met as fireworks split the cards i bet a rigged deck and a hidden plan and my truth lies buried behind a paper fan ~ © M.G. Iannucci 2020 Tell the truth. Photo: Mermaid’s Cave by Faye […]

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