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An old man plays a Halloween prank on the President of the United States.
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Wednesday, December 5, 2007
December Poems
4 Dec 2007
A thin film of mist on cold water.
Bone dry air on a cool winter day.
Steamy mornings. cold steam.
The lake is steaming in the cold dawn.
Misty wisps on wintry morns.
5 Dec 2007
Veiled seas under clear skies
The night was sharp, clear and cold.
The moon was unreasonably bright.
A bright firefly astride a quarter moon.
Planetshine. Moonshine. Starshine.
A quarrelsome moon.
Love Poems
A thin film of mist on cold water.
Bone dry air on a cool winter day.
Steamy mornings. cold steam.
The lake is steaming in the cold dawn.
Misty wisps on wintry morns.
5 Dec 2007
Veiled seas under clear skies
The night was sharp, clear and cold.
The moon was unreasonably bright.
A bright firefly astride a quarter moon.
Planetshine. Moonshine. Starshine.
A quarrelsome moon.
Love Poems
Friday, November 23, 2007
Where the Dragon Flies go to Die
By the pool of dreams in the cool of the evening
where the dragon Flies go to die.
White birds rise like fleeing souls
and skim the boundary between life and death
calling as though for something lost.
Evening snapped on through a bloodless sunset.
Sparse and reluctant stars rim the periphery of the sky.
It is a cloudless night.
where the dragon Flies go to die.
White birds rise like fleeing souls
and skim the boundary between life and death
calling as though for something lost.
Evening snapped on through a bloodless sunset.
Sparse and reluctant stars rim the periphery of the sky.
It is a cloudless night.
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