Thursday, July 3, 2008
DRAMA OF LIFE
CANTO I: TRAGEDY It is a tragedy how life can become a comedy. The tragedy may give way to revelry. As innocent as life can become, An unassuming encounter distorts the continuum. Drawn to confusion, intolerable pain, The incidents compound, yet I remain. The net that has been laid is closing around...
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I Think it was the Moon
The moon shone bright as the sun; My breath could barely be seen. I crossed the corned snow with sleek efficiency. Nearby, hidden in the pines, an owl hoots, I nod and think; ‘Just passing through on this peaceful night.’ [I shake the reins]. Delightful moon lit trek, soft canter and horse drawn...
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