Category: Poetry
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She stands upon the wall Her hair hanging – A projection of the morning mist about her expectant eyes. The coldness enhancing her presence… On…
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It’s bugging me… That Bridge Popping up when least expected Appearing in the middle of my day Or in last night’s dream A monolith of…
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Where were you going? Lady in the Red Beret Reflection captured In a distorted reality Like a moment in a dream A felt hat in…
