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Back into the Black Hole

February 7, 2022February 7, 2022 admin

Cosmic dust is what we are,Remnants of an ancient star,Drifted to a distant shore,To dance a while in sunlight,Then slip away into the night,Back into

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Across a Field of Clover Running

February 3, 2022February 3, 2022 admin

Across a field of clover running, Through the dew-wet sward I go, Laws of earth and heaven shunning, Through the streams of sunshine flow. Bees

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Where I am Sown

February 2, 2022February 2, 2022 admin

Blessed be the flower of hope;That sprouts roots in any soil,With all weather willing to cope,To reap the reward of toil! I will feast on

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A Distant Rose

January 27, 2022January 27, 2022 admin

I sought a very exceptional rose;   A flower supreme in every way – Bloom that not age, nor blight, nor aphid knows,   Whose

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Sometimes Forever Never Comes

January 27, 2022January 27, 2022 admin

Autumn flower, in this remiss hour, sunset lingers, persevering! Bonny countenance, that dost almost entice winter to spare her frost! Winter whispers in the brisk

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Summer Portrait

January 27, 2022January 27, 2022 admin

No more tears! Save sorrow for later years    When no morrow comes with the setting sun. Being well enough cheers most mortal fears   

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Shadows and Sand

January 27, 2022January 27, 2022 admin

     We are only shadows and sand, Blending into deepening shades of dusk.      We are fire in mystery’s hand, Fragrance of bloom lost to

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Rose for a Nightingale

January 27, 2022January 27, 2022 admin

Nightingale, thou art not forlorn, Thy sacrifice not made in vain That hung thy life upon a thorn, And tempered true love with its stain.

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To Bathe in Eternal Rain

January 27, 2022January 27, 2022 admin

Do you fear to be free? Are you afraid to fly, To be, but not to be, To be born as you die, To bathe

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The Haunted House of Mink Creek

January 27, 2022January 27, 2022 admin

Below Mink Creek Steeps there is an old homestead,Or was – now just a square of foundation stonesThat ranging cattle sometimes use as a bed.There

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