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The Nature of Necessity

Writings of Meg Falconer

Month

January 2016

Here

Lightly, Briefly, Honestly Catching you Lest you do not trust the ground.

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Peter

Where were you all this time? In my mind? For I fear I have fleeting memories and faded, at that.

Spilled

You are primary colours I am the shades between. You are known and referred to My inky indigo is a gamble for the palette You are immediate, the forefront of a child's initial recollection I am an invention An afterthought... Continue Reading →

The sun rises in the cooled air It whispers at me to rouse My head is heavy and hair is licking at the sides of┬ámy face. Waking I reach for my periscope And just like this I glimpse the day... Continue Reading →

Canyon

She is a canyon. There is majestic depth and cavernous mystery in her earth The wind provides a circumambient concerto of relentless notes with intentional force, shielding her from being permeated by continuous debris Were the wind to cease, the... Continue Reading →

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