It was a blithe wintry vesper

Strolled I, zealously anigh hillock.

The hillside's scenario was glimmering green

Perceived I, covey returning to nests

Gazed I, the ranting rill

That divulged towards creek

Clandestined the Sun in the west

Enrouted I, amidst clump of tress

The...

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Contemplations For Joanna

Propulsion forward through the entropy toward the finish line

Expulsion toward nothingness from a population in decline

Repulsion formed at courts of corruption by the degradation of mankind

Convulsions inward turning as we strive for the...

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I wish I had a little elf
To help me with the house each day;
To chop the wood and gather hay;
To work beside me while I clean -
I’d never, ever treat her mean.

I wish I had a little elf
To boil the kettle for my tea
And sit the evening on my knee.
She’d make me laugh and make me...

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Driving alone in the Monts de Blond

I drive alone down misty roads
where the morning’s frost still lingers
on the earth, grass, leaves unreached
by the feeble winter sun
whose fingers slowly withdraw
into the white blankness
of unmoving air.

The road bends as it climbs...

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I am human
I am not the beginning
Nor the end of it.
Evolution did not begin with me
nor am I so arrogant
As to presume that I, Human as I am,
Will represent the final flowering,
The culmination of creation.

I am human.
I was not created so. Though it is so written.
Creation is not so...

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