May 042020

Death

 Thy eyes were pools of Stygian mists, That sparks of sentiment, did resist; Cold and ungiving – thy thoughts elapsed, Drinking the breath of damned souls ‘ready passed; Thou stood there watching my soul reaped,…Continue Reading

Apr 192020

To All Things New…

 The diving roller eagerly leaped from the clutches of the sky, And settled upon a lush tree, with a carefree sigh; It moved down to a leaf, guzzling the Summer dew, And then with a…Continue Reading

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