Poems by Brother Ollie: the Tired Monk
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God Bless the Monk between day and night. His universal weariness lives in us all.
I really liked this. You did an awesome job with the prompt!
I'm so ready to go back to the temple sometimes.
Nice poem, good ending.Erick Flores
I really love the 'broken glass monastery' says so much in 3 words, watch that traffic :^D
I can see him and feel the wearyness, and the lift of the heart as he heads home to the temple.
Nice! You captured the moment perfectly, I think.
This short poem is loaded with imagery and feeling. Oh, I really enjoyed it!Thank-you,
This speaks to me, I mean right TO me, but I am not sure what it says. I like it and also Like the fact that I had to go to Olsomonics and read your city piece.
Thanks for helping with the development of Olsonomics.