“Pain through pain;
Although the window’s stained, it’s clear as days
- and so’s this haze;
Stupefied daze;
Regroup and try
- lay down my head,
my hands on my face;
Louvers let in the rain.”
- Old Dying Joe
“Burdens unnerving? No - they’re undeserving;
Earthn the yearning to turn leaflets working;
Pardon: ‘Depart parts that have hardened’;
I start to tend to my garden;
Flourishing - nourishing:
The cure is unlearning.”
- Old Dying Joe
“The capacity for growth is a quality we all share;
A great gardener tends to each plant with intention and care;
I’ll mention, protection of mending and lending tendencies collectively bear a sense of connection
- A breathe of fresh air.”
- Old Dying Joe
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Joseph Severo
I’m Old Dying Joe.
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