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Had enough?

Maybe you're reading, and I'm writing, and one and one and one is three, and when you've seen enough from me, text STOP! Or maybe close your eyes. With that, here's another whatever it is. And now maybe it's not just ink on paper.


Lost and Found


Lost in poetry I've had my feet burned

as the sun slid unseen over the eaves.

Heard the music of words that had me in tears

bitter and sweet, of joy, sorrow and defeat.

Had sleep lost scribbling flowery lines

that in the light of day were gibberish.

Felt the viper strike the fair newlywed,

robed, veiled and slippered in white.

Looked back in anxiety as Orpheus had,

into a dark empty dream, and awakened alone.

Written then these last lines from a message received

on the memory of an ancient dancing tree

found sealed in a bottle from across the sea.



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