Ribs

Posted on December 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

A multi coloured bruising
A peddler of pain
I think I have gone and cracked a rib
Or is it I ‘m insane
A lost soul in a maelstrom
The icicles I feel
Burning through my weary chest
Honestly it’s real

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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