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Laughter echoing in the country You pluck the Autumn
Fraught in the wild I hang on a moonbeam.
Love is ripening tender-taken breasts.
I am a wanderer and a poet.
I cannot silence my victor To cry unlettered words
Falling deep Wearing down Desperate for energy I am beaten A broken harpstring
Forever look deeper Find Your core There is only one keeper Yet always more
Universal nature Mountains, winds and woods Her throne
“The night grows out of me.”
The temptations of life. Not knowing a yes or a no. Experiencing new feelings and ideas which circulate in our minds. Unsure of what to do. Questions which have gone unanswered. The consequence of doing wrong. The pride and joy of … Continue reading
Just today I put on my hearing aids and was hypnotized by the sight and sounds of the earth. I heard black birds mating calls, I heard a dribbling creek, I heard my mom call my name, I could hear … Continue reading
And my tears became water brooks…
“I stray from my beloved pens and paper hoping it is only a momentary lapse. I wait in solitary, until I can once again chronicle human nature with color, tone and transparency”.