Hell or High WaterA Poem by Thomas Emile Vaughen
The World fed me in gems and jewels:
Ample orange; emerald green; sunlight banana And the skies were not unkind to me - lustrous blue sapphire skies So I wept in the ineptitude of my charcoal temperament; I was pain that couldn't quite combust In spite of it all, no fire No fruition
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1 Review Added on August 24, 2022 Last Updated on August 24, 2022 AuthorThomas Emile VaughenFloating around the north of England, United KingdomAboutSometimes I make myself a coffee, pop on the internet and write stuff. Read at your *peril*. Can be found on Substack [https://thomasemilevaughen.substack.com] or Bluesky [@cperil.bsky.soci.. more.. |

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