On the corner of the block Tucked away from intensity A simple dwelling exists Within its spirit it sat free Modernism surrounded it Overwhelming all around But this little piece of contentment Sat delicately to astound It’s essence was of peace Simple quiet and demure And as I pass it by I feel it’s life is pure ........
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Posted: May 2020
About this poem:
Not sure who lives here but I feel they have achieved what they intended .........
An Oasis among the blowing desert sand and noise. A little slice of Heaven. Usually less is always best. The simple things in life, etc., etc. Thanks for sharing Nu.
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Kathy