Poetry

the cape

from my booklet “words within 2018” i don’t know if it was just the innocence of our age and our times along with watching the original Peter Pan, we all had capes, some just less visible than others but we were all invincible and when our teacher sent the note home to our parents to […]

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Up past timberline

i don’t want to think in words tonite, i am full of trees,so much fluorescent green, trees like a carpet laid over the rock and dirt, trees packed so closely the sun did not shine in between them,a slightly staggered forest of trees emittingrandom rays of yellow, like gems of fading chlorophyll laden leavesin the

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