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about artistic endeavors

about pain and suffering and death

on a starless night I released the darkened hemp from the spinning wheel of dreams I knit on a black thread onion bulbs gold and r..

the trees threw away their load from ground to peak stepping with their roots upon freedom in the town where you left me fence..

About dog abuse

Albert’s Blue Rose Poetry café Tovli’s Ten revisited “Ten for Ten”contest

a poem for children

at the beginning it was only a roof gradually the house grew upon me when windows are dirty I have conjunctivitis if cupboards crackle..

Leaves are not wings, they don’t die like one day old white butterflies, they don’t tremble in goblets of songs like s..

the tram stops in front of the supermarket a chic lady passes between street vendors swaying a sun umbrella she doesn’t give cha..