The Travelers Tale

Traveling out of the city to find some solace, Passing through forests and undulating hills, And through grasslands and indigenous settlements To the countryside, where exists true connection, The ever green forests stretched out with the curvy roads Guiding the driver, who seemed to be awed by the scenery Up the skies, hawks scaled the… Continue reading The Travelers Tale

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Poetale:  The Traveler and the Witch’s lair

There came a traveler weak and weary,  Fatigued with the heavy bag on his back And many tiny stones inside his shoes In his bag he carried a guitar for he could play well He fainted slowly, clinging closely to his life,  Hoping to see an inn or a well for water For he had… Continue reading Poetale:  The Traveler and the Witch’s lair

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