Categories Poetry Out of Me Post author By G. Pearson Post date June 22, 2020 No Comments on Out of Me Out of the tumbling of earth,The fallHas become meAnd swallowed what was once stumble. Loam Share This!Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Tags bravery, catharsis, emotional, gardening, geology, growth, jungle, life and death, loam, Micro Poetry, nature, nature poetry, Poetry, self-care, trauma ← Sandsuckers → At Sea Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ