Life, Life, ;->)

To live within

the witches thread,

where souls meet

not to break bread…

♥

Along and beside

the strange tick of time..

Like clock

living

a creative mind..

♥

An oldman lives

in a wooden tent,

a unique shape

of an eight by eight box….

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Sitting an pondering

each

and every thought…

As he dreams

of a future

as if he, was already there!

Enter without a care,

that is if you dare?

♥

In society view

he is a peasant

a rusty old kulaks…

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Wouldn’t you know,

this would be a simple,

nonetheless interesting life

of a toad!

This piece describes

where

(the author lives!)