For Two Tales To End Well

~ Here are two stories     that need being told, One of the young man,     the other of old:   Into the young eyes     pristinely set cold, Each thing a new ring     inwardly flows.   ~ An old man before him     bears dust and grows mold – For reverence, first severance, […] Continue reading

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Mañana Por La Mañana

      ~ Those dreams again That keep me awake   The dreams I have That won’t let me sleep   Of those who once were But now who are gone   The black cat is mewing For you to come on   I’m coming        I’m coming I’m coming along   There’s no need […] Continue reading

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