Another Musing

The air blows out there And it shoves my friend around Here, a cricket calls out mildly Thru its dark hidden caves And light moths congregate on my lamp dancing excitedly Forgetting too soon the dangers of the lamps prisoner There’s no moon tonight The clouds were usually quiet Now and again, the Wind bullies… Continue reading Another Musing

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A Muse

Paint me in your words It’s time I lay my bones But a night is incomplete Without a pen and poem Paint me in your minds eyes Let the wishes of all sweet dreams Come lay on our bosom For the Day has gone to sleep Taking his lights with him And if I become… Continue reading A Muse

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