There’s no time without eyes and ears.Tell that to the worm who suddenly appearsstretching his body at the end of a rainto a wandering point…
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So much is unclear.The winter snow?No, I’m OK with that.Snow in the Winter?Will it fit?Why sure. It might even drift into late fall and early…
Comments closedHe knelt on me to the end.In fear I won’t pretend.He knew me on the slythat if I got up he might diewhen I was…
Comments closedWas isn’t any more.Won’t know what really is.Historians keep the scorewith a clock without advancing numbers.A stream only adds to the ocean.Outside that has got…
Comments closedI have reached an age where everything seems agedfrom spotted hands to the variety of toe nail.I guess in a lifetime all turns odd and…
Comments closedI want to be with you with all your faults.Your jealous ways. Not wanting me to yell at the kids.Then you turning around and letting…
Comments closedThe sun hastens the rose.The roots waken the ruby.So it goes with countless poets.Dig them up for gold-rimmed broaches.
Comments closedYou had one eye that crossed.It was a Da Vinci touch.To compensate for the lossyou favored it too much as if you were ponderingthe latest…
Comments closedI’m about to give up.Throw in the sponge.Here comes a thoughtShall I take the plunge? Is it good enough?Shall I change the pace?Dig a little…
Comments closedI read and re-read for more meaning.Does each letter gather for some word?A long lost relative who never mattered?Excuse me while I grunt to be…
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