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Undaunted

Bundled snug in withered wraps,

trembling hands and moon stained faces

turned stone defy night bitter frozen,

haunts them dare they flee.

Fearless!

Down, the toll piled
steadfast, high against them,

hero ghosts come say them stay

Resolute,

their candy cotton statues

‘midst emerald straws and

diamond sparkles tell the spring.

Cheer on!

caps turned out, rally beckon,

prayerful hands up high awaving,

begging hope and dreams waft eternal,

least ’til all them nine have played.
                  ~ ~ ~

There?

  I wonder were I within you
There
  through your eyes see what e’er you see
There
  through your ears hear what e’er you hear
There
  by your touch feel what e’er you feel
There
  could I know the wonder you find in me?

~ ~ ~

Rich

RICH

 

My wealth is not jingle
nor a heart forever throbs,
No.
‘Tis them beside me strode a mile,
saw me home
and asked to keep my smile.

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Adrift (2)

ADRIFT (2)

Whisky river

thoughts cascade

plunge against the rocks

splash misty vapors

feed starlit fog

all meander

struggle

find their way back home.

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I THINK THESE THINGS

at the core, the common characteristic among us of such disparate views, diverse cultures, and multitude of experiences, is our genius and the universal uniqueness of it.

bare a boy
I ran out of youth
yea, it was then
the running Began

Tis the pen kept handy best expresses.

I am bound to eternal restlessness,
Born to shiver in the warmth,
To perspire in the chill.

I stay a child of Saturday for having no more ambition than that.

I wander down roads less traveled for the mysteries are greater there.

'Tis guitar takes favor, her melodies clothe lyrics lack luster whilst poet sings naked his sweet rhapsodies.

Struggling to know one thought never spoken.

Should I encounter thee, I offer my hand, my smile; lest I remain a stranger forever wonder what passion lies unearthed in thy soul.

I have come from where there are few neighbors to where they are aplenty and I yearn return to where I was before I got back here.

Each one with whom you travel owns a microcosm of your life and though she goes her separate way, your story's there within her.