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Poem – Across the Salted Plains
Across the salted plains We watch the sun fall The moon rise The machines sleep. In dreams spaced by 100 years I see you on the highest peak Of the homeland we once Ruled together. I woke in the snow blanketed forest Facing the morning sky. Tenants of dreams fill each fiber and neuron, I…
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Something is Missing
What the hell happened to spring? Winter has quickly left our thawed memories and spring has sprung for the time being. Thoughts of rolling white slopes turn to the chaos of natures pointed words. Soon the skies will be filled with dark clouds from far reaches of open fields, across the plains of northern lands,…