S. G. Webb
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A place i'd like to take a napA Poem by S. G. WebbThe drone of a streamCool wind and trees conversingBach in the distance |
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The RecluseA Poem by S. G. Webbcalloused fingertips sterilize the needleand sews the lips,the spine bends as nylon is pressedsilence and music blends,spent shadows drift as light co.. |
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A final walk before you goA Poem by S. G. WebbA final walk before you go,the steps set in print,I go back and count them.I should've known the trailinstead of stay in stride,I lost the way you wen.. |
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DreamingA Poem by S. G. WebbThe irrelevant timein which fiction possessesrealitywhere eyes are shutyet the rhythmic beatproceedsand the weighted shadowof eternitypresses bones to.. |
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in the nightA Poem by S. G. WebbI mourned tonight,of time lost under moonlight,when the shadowswould be enviousof our presenceand the feeling of breathagainst breath.The starsare all.. |
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The DesertA Poem by S. G. WebbAs the desert dreams about the feel of rain against its flesh I, too,am the desert dreaming of rain. I see myself whither as the desert sees it.. |
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