Wonderful Toil-Tanka

The weary hand that feeds.

I feel the water

heavy air blankets my skin

but still labor calls

Reluctant grinding again

Fulfilling needs of promise

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Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.

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Greg Prince

Greg Prince

3.8K Followers

Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.