Relic Writing

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The moon hovers

A Poem by Relic

The moon hoverswith incessant brightnessit's a beautiful lady of spaceout for a strollacross empty sky and Iobserve no differentthan I would..

The gypsy-like leaves (rhyme poem)

A Poem by Relic

They flee and fly like jostling birds - or gray moths 'round a light. They pirouette in lazy rings - while frolicking in flight.Like gypsies, leaves w..

The perfect scene

A Poem by Relic

Her gaze focused onthe crowd of plush treesthat radiated with violetspurples, reds and blues~She imagined the summer windmoving her dressin a gazeboth..

A bird overheard

A Poem by Relic

Upon this path - where winter greetsa footpath walker's stride a robin's voice affects me sofor what I hear implied.He echoes language through the woo..

I remember you.

A Poem by Relic

From what I rememberYou were once as sweetas a warm summer windthat brushed my cheekunder plum trees.And with enough powerI'd have stood the worldon i..

Searching for the words

A Poem by Relic

Writer's block

A Toast to The Raven and Poe

A Poem by Relic

~An old one forgotten.~

* Life is hard *

A Poem by Relic

A hard life must be endured.Days, weeks, years, feel like iceand cracks are increasing.People are falling like sleet from mass murders.Parents shouldn..

Father ’n Son

A Poem by Relic

One afternoon beneath a tree,my age no more than twenty-three,'pon Mary's supple, soft red cheekI placed a kiss that made me weak.In me, her charms en..

If I don't buy you roses

A Poem by Relic

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