Tit for Tat

One day, mid-day, maybe noon, not before, there came a loud crashing and thrashing at door. I was resting from reading an old poem of Poe’s, and I’d just laid back when I started to doze. The noise now awoke me, and my senses still slow, a flutter then flapping, would stop and then go. […] Continue reading

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Middle Fenced

~ I once had Thanksgiving in New Mexico With a family I also once had. That was many, many moons ago; And many moons have long since passed.   And I find myself here, still middle-fenced. As some things still stay, some move on hence, And leads me to the story, which follows:   ~ […] Continue reading

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Tit for Tat

One day, mid-day, maybe noon, not before, there came a loud crashing and thrashing at door. I was resting from reading an old poem of Poe’s, and I’d just laid back when I started to doze. The noise now awoke me, and my senses still slow, a flutter then flapping, would stop and then go. […] Continue reading

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