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Juncture DreamsA Poem by Michael G. SmithA place in my dreams I often visit. |
To MarketA Poem by Rita L. Sev... |
THE MIRROR- CHAPTER ONE: The FindA Chapter by Michael G. SmithCHAPTER 1 THE FIND Lost in his thoughts he hadn’t realized that he was nearing the end of the row of antique furniture, but there.. |
THE MIRROR-CHAPTER TWO: The UnveilingA Chapter by Michael G. SmithCHAPTER 2 THE UNVEILING Tom swung up into the driveway of his and Anna’s two story farmhouse; eggshell white with a deep emerald trim.. |
TIME TO REMAIN SILENT.A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL IN LONDON IN 1950S |
RainA Poem by Robert RonnowFive days of steady rain. A hurricane approaches the city. The streets are flooding but the wildlife is thriving. Every person wears a raincoat .. |
Man's MachinesA Poem by Robert RonnowMight as well go to market.Gather money, kindling. The economyscary, debt deep, winter coming. Remindsme of my youth, cold poor and scaredbut living t.. |
Two White WinesA Poem by Robert RonnowDinner with old friends:salmon with red cabbage, asparagus, Caesar's salad, penne with broccoli, two white wines.Jane Jacobs could analyze how it al.. |