heart on a stick mind in a brick

 Dear Reader,

A poem to you

knit weaver though believer 

boldly told, light of gold

wish pilgrim grim trim deep as an ocean 

heart on a stick mind in a brick

walk the edges, knife ridges, broken bridges

listen to the sages purple envisages, bottled rages

follow the signs, great cairns of reigns

the inner sun guide you to a hard decide for a majestic glide 

                                                                    King H. Ironson

(Photograph: Pexel - Pixabay)

Note:

I am Dharma's bitch!

such a cute dog.

LUCK

GOLD

GUCK

LOLD

DUCK

KOLD

GOLD

LUCK

LUCK

GOLD