I must confess without apology If poetry is an emotional distraction I have been distracted by its seduction Warm floating moisture of the bathroom The leafless lonely tree under the weather Emanates life and colorful images of wisdom Arresting my soul; the unforced rhythm of grace Mesmerizing my emotions through musical landscapes Diverse cultures and worlds... Continue Reading →

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