A sky embroidered with a myriad of light,
I come as warm dawn,
and again, rose-rayed moon.
Over and over
I fall
for our stroboscopic,
scattered sparks of fire.
Archive | April, 2017
Strobofire
26 Apr
“Welcome to the Real World”
25 AprWell, I haven’t written since the fall. Why the absence? Let’s see if you can choose the correct answer from the following: Continue reading
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Dog lover. Storyteller. Urbanite-Suburbanite. Poet. Music addict. Editor. Explorer. Wine enthusiast (Malbec, please). Anglophile. People watcher. My dream job? Writer, or a Tom Jones back up singer. Well, not Tom Jones now, but Tom Jones in the early '70s...so let's go with the writing thing.
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