Thin Dirt

like dust I settle and sink
mired wetly into mud

as one storm passes
another ones threatens

my sanity stretches thin

Author: redgladiola

Creative writer happily predisposed to flights of fancy. You can find my poetry and short prose at

6 thoughts on “Thin Dirt”

  1. Between life’s storms, I would hope your “mired sanity” has an opportunity to dry, and enjoy the warmth of sunshine. 🙂

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