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Orions Crystal Lake ~ Stories cluster round the helm of
Orions Crystal Lake ~ Stories cluster round the helm of passing waves beyond this realm left behind as ancient mirrors in twilight scope to hush our ...
Tomorrow Tomorrow I shall visit the cavernous darkness To which
Tomorrow Tomorrow I shall visit the cavernous darkness To which the rope of my fate is tied, Where I have only grown roots Of nourishment, a lotus’s...
Your Mushroom Cap It contains as many lice, as spores Clouding
Your Mushroom Cap It contains as many lice, as spores Clouding upon your head, that never see Sunlight, through your mustard-oiled thickets… …A...
Thy Fill of Blood I am Cyrus the king, an Achaemenid. in Old
Thy Fill of Blood I am Cyrus the king, an Achaemenid. in Old Persian, Elamite and Akkadian languages. It is carved in a column in Pasargadae. But Cr...
Put in the Word Put in the word, that whence ye read, In
Put in the Word Put in the word, that whence ye read, In cozier company by the candle, or lonely retreat, Thus shed not a tear, such is life lived Th...
You told about endless love the words were a balm for the
You told about endless love the words were a balm for the heart. Yet it is almost impossible to believe words must cross the ocean so far the sea bree...
The Edge: “Out on the Edge is where I stand, with
The Edge: “Out on the Edge is where I stand, with nobody to hold my hand, what drove me here I have forgot, but here to end...
I PRAY, I DREAM, I WISH #MorningHymn O mother-father land I
I PRAY, I DREAM, I WISH #MorningHymn O mother-father land I pray That peace visit thy heart and stay Upon thy children too I pray A pleasant life an...
THE CURSE You lured our tree to The back of your yard,
THE CURSE You lured our tree to The back of your yard, channeled Our river to The bank of your balcony. You moved our only market to The close of ...
WHEN THE UNEXPECTED HAPPENS -narrative story He was my friend
WHEN THE UNEXPECTED HAPPENS -narrative story He was my friend and I was his we loved ourselves like bread and cheese. We use to move around like b...

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