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Worth does not show itself In sums or words carefully placed Upon a page It lurks in dark spaces Under the stove or behind a door Covered in the gummy filth Of forgotten dreams So sing lowly chambermaids with blackened … Continue reading
Nothing nothing nothing but this blinking blinking blinking No inking from my thinking The poet left the room.
Tree limbs merry with song And tiny bursting buds Tulips will Soon Bloom In spring As daylight lingers long Mosquitos buzz about Roses fill Each Room In Summer Darkness meets the dawn Colors begin to fade Frost kills Costumes In … Continue reading
Isn’t it amazing Our moon As it Dips Beyond the mountain? As magic carries its secret Below Us; Our lives become One small piece Of One very bright Light.