Why do you poem?
An attempt to word wisely
while I understand.
Image by James Sant [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons (Enigma).
“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Back to wood decks, quarter-size spiders, webs, moss and creatures stirring in the hollow nights Back to no side-walks and skirting into th...
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