This May Be The Dawning
Part 19 of The Resort (A Tale of Inevitability) We come to here; We come from near and far, We say – “You are the...
The Glory Of Death
Part 21 of The Resort (A Tale of Inevitability) And so the land embraces death – This land which we are of – A...
Of Candy & White
– There was a chill – nothing more – A brilliant blue sky of candy & white. A sir, and a madam, a black...
A Graceful Echo’s Search for Hope
“She is ten foot tall” – Or so they would say, “Built from the rocks of the Giant’s Causeway.” “Born of...
Foy
From on high – a raindrop falls to earth. through storm and – wicked chill. An eagle soars – and sees it charge...
Gershwin Played
Gershwin Played - Manhattan sang my soul so bare. The strangest thing was such, you see - I dreamt away without a...
Cobble Hill
She dragged, alone, the cobbled road - The leaves danced starry, passing by. Her bag was withered, torn and past - Her...
Leona Rendsborg
Leona Rendsborg comes sailing in, To the port, with cargo from afar. I stand on age-old piers in fog, And watch it...
A Letter To Jenny
Dear Jenny, How have you been? I thought I’d write this letter – To show how much you mean. I thought it...
Introduction
We sit here by the hands of God, We listen, ears flow tense. We buy our food, we buy our lives, A bargain by the...
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