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Though our words may look

like dried husks, dead and worthless…

of little value…

Inside // buried potential

inspiration and new life!


Those who read find seeds

planted deeply in their soul

(a place to germinate)

Dominoes of light

Lined up //waiting to be tipped

Scattered feathers in the wind

Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Reading Ivor Sevens poem the other day, the word husks stuck in my mind, triggering this poem. Thanks for the inspiration Ivor!

Seeds in Lines โ€“ Ivor.Plumber/Poet (

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