Saturday, February 28, 2009
In Residence
I reside in a hut of timeless mire but I long to dwell in a castle of desire. Only fools take the middle ground of desire and remain in timeless mire. Dreams are for the living and the dead walk around in the past! The castle I speak so highly for is not of stone and mortar nor possesses a moat for...
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Royalty Unfurled ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lineage a crown or a tiara does not make a queen.
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A Foghorn
The foghorn sounds its horn it’s like a breath of fresh air O it’s not the real horn of long ago when times were hard and life was simple when laughter rang throughout the house yes when the sound of the foghorn meant the fog was moving in somehow the world of today leads me to believe the fog never...
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