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Not My Season

Like The Wind In The Middle Of The Night

The Hoping

Better To Bend Than Be Broken (CHANGE)

Belle Du Jovan



The Hope Of All These Things Which Would Never Come In a Box

The Best Revenge (For All Your Critic's Critiques)

Informed Through Pain

All Too Clearly Now

The Birds Are Such Un-numbering Creatures of Distant Hitchcockian Past

Shrine

Silver-Tongued Devil

TONIGHT

The Factory of Resentments

Expect Yourself

They Grew (A Poem From The Imaginarium)

One Which Brings Me Unending Release

Where The Weird Actually Tried To Turn Pro

Accountants

Within The Green Wind Becomes The Fall

Open Lines

You Got Your Lilly Back

Errands (WHAT ARE YOUR UNOFFICIALLY APPOINTED ERRANDS?)

I Write This To Remember

The Dreaming Life ( A Series Of Dream Vignettes)

This Snake

What Could a Death Meet-Up Have To Offer?

Where The Dead Don't Mind...

Canis Latrans

I Wish God Had Better Magic

For Another Mean New Sun.

THE POCKET DOOR

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On the Wings Of  A Bird


in being myself
I have failed
many times

sometimes looking at life
is like looking at clouds in the sky
nothing lasts
and sometimes there is grace in that
and other times
mostly sadness
but behind the clouds
and a dark night
is a blue sky

one day
perhaps,
I will be going there
and hopefully
I will be able to return
to visit those I love
on the wings of a bird
who has just descended
from the clouds.


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