Ancient

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My old Grandpappas’s clock

My old Grandpappas’s  clock

The walnut case so ancient and tall stood
proud as a peacock in my Grandmother’s hall
T’was...

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Echoes

Echoes

From beyond the grave I summon thee
I need you to listen and help set me free, before it’s too late...

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Tahilia

Battle cries are sounding
The horses hooves are pounding
Swords on shields are clamoring...

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My Romany Gypsy friend

My Romany Gypsy friend

An old mysterious gypsy lady
Lives in her ā€˜Vardo’ caravan
I often call to visit her
...

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~ Wisdom Of The Cosmos ~

~ Wisdom Of The Cosmos ~

When you feel the desire for eternity
Take hold of you from above
And when you long to be...

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"Masquerade"

The time that Humans are given,No Doctors or Nurses can possibly Extend,
Regardless of any good...

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~ O ~

~ O ~

The slippery slope of knowing O
A widened window to slither in
The hide and seek of glowing...

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Lost Dutchman Mine

Haiku

Lost Dutchman Mine

Gold dusts wet canvas---
travel through redclay canyons
Lost Dutchman mine found

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The Deep Sound

The Deep Sound

To stop the tearing at the flesh
On my hands
I trimmed my nails and bandaged them

...

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The old church

The old church

As old as the hills
with no recollection of it’s birth
the church and steeple stood...

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Symphonies of stone

Symphonies of stone

Clinging amidst our clifftops on the craggy coastline
Are castles and citadels so
...

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Mirrors don't lie...

Mirrors don't lie about frank and ernest portrayal...

Especially when giving cheeky badass
blemished physiognomic reflection
tricking me seeing...

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Moon and the Mare

Moon and the Mare

the stallion heed's the air tonite
listen it is near
the moon is moaning mare..

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Look at his little face

How sad

Look at his little face

Sad little flea
Such burden
For within Your engorged abdomen
Lies his swollen left...

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Castles with citadels

Castles with citadels

Castles with citadels cling onto the cliff tops
Bulwark with bastilles
with parapet support...

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I am an interloper

I am an interloper

I’m just wondering when is one thought of as a local
I’ve lived in my little town for over forty...