I drifted off to sleepAfter years of standing stillThe sun arched over me Like a soldier marchingHead slouched forward,The arms gave wayChin kissed the counter,The music gently playedA spell, a tranceFell over meSpiriting me away To a land of no worryI feel out of boundsDancing in the nightFloating and swimmingIn comforting darknessEyelids lift slowly andContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Fainting Spell”
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Poetry: September Wind
Remember the old days around a camp fire when each person took turns adding to the story? Well, what if two friends did the same thing but in the form of a poem? My island friend Peter and I did just that over the past five days. The results? Read for yourself: S: The windContinueContinue reading “Poetry: September Wind”