David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)
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Red Hot Vegas RainA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin..A night of horror in my town |
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Autumn's Gold Truth Be ToldA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin..A Senryu/Ode to Autumn |
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Perhaps Only GoblinsA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin..Imagination?...Perhaps! Then again, perhaps not |
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Autumn Is NighA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin..An Ode-like senryu to Autumn |
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Angels Are ComingA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin..Free verse that sometimes rhymes |
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Killing TimeA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin..What a waste of time wasting time is. |
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Almost MelodicA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin..seasonal in an August kind of way |
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Vagaries Of MemoriesA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin..Making our memories what we want them to be |
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So Near Yet So Far ApartA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin..Faint of heart |
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Poetry Is ImaginationA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin..A bit of succinct prose |