See the dawn
Electricity sparks
Dancing down the brain stem
Round places lost and
Every time we breathe
Action into life we find
Making any other noise is
Sound alone and apart
(December 29th, 2017)
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Post Modern Mystic
PoetryPoetry fills a need of the human heart to express through the construction of artistic verse, the things that hide in its depths. This book of poetry is my attempt to reach those places and beyond. See if I do. Let me know if I reach you. This will...
