The Guthrie Namesake (poem, ancestral pride)
May my shield defend me, this coat of arms. My namesake defends thee: from liars, their harms. I might be abrasive, and even uncouth. Sto Pro Veritate, I stand for the truth.
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See AllIt's been a while since I posted a poem. So much irritation subdued in frustration. The creative bell rings less often when these distractions soften the blows to vibration and stifled timing. Here I
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