![]() On ReadingA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)![]() An ode to a disappearing life style![]() On Reading Voyages ‘pon seas Of ink and tide On journeys O’er oceans wide In time transported By imagination ferried To exotic ports and To treasures buried Made of paper and page A fragile craft No more than a hand span From fore to aft But a transport no less… Through both space and time Crewed only by a lone …And inquisitive mind… ![]() © 2016 David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Author's Note
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Added on December 8, 2016 Last Updated on December 8, 2016 Author![]() David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Las Vegas, NVAboutBorn in Kentucky, teen years in Loveland Ohio, old in age, young in mind, I'm not human, I don't believe in religion, love. faith or trust, I do believe in: lil' kids, ol' dogs, leprechauns, and water.. more..Writing
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