Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos
Human beings try to articulate their angry thoughts
When contacts are made, across this Earthly place
But still, we are not penitent, fearful, nor fraught
Even though we’ve made a mess, of our living space
Word of the Day – Penitent
FOWC with Fandango – Contacts
Ragtag Daily Prompt – Articulate
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