Casting a line or two in hope of a poem.
'...substance of things hoped for...'
Three travellers come at journeys endto the house on the hill.‘Illusion.’ says the first.And it is.‘Trap.’ says the second. And it is.‘Home.’ says the third.And it is.
now that's cool.once again, it's a piece I wish i'd done.I love shorts though :)
I love short poems too. In fact unless there's something pretty darn significant to say ... give readers brevity. Thanks for the kind comments.
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