Friday, January 2, 2015

R.J. Stanford - One Poem

Fall and Rise

            The tides will fall and rise eternally
            As crisp winds cut across my face.
            Alone, internally—
            My quiet place.
            To trace
            A vernally
            Tender soul to embrace.
            Once again, I, externally,
            Neglect to substitute that empty space.
R.J. Stanford, 25, is a currently a student at Southwest Texas Junior College with his sights set on both writing professionally and becoming a postsecondary education administrator. He resides in Hondo, Texas.

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