HERMIT OF GULLY LAKE - poem

Too soon, eagles soar in memory.

FRIENDSHIP IS - poem

Fields overcome by a blanket of mist.
Cherry

Inside Out (A new beginning).

The door opened to my hesitant knock and I made my way inside, brushing a pile of papers aside as I made my way to the proffered seat.

Who Would

who would know you?

Secure

You probably consider me a bit eccentric, I imagine. Many people do. Now, don't contradict me, young man; I know that I'm considered a bit — off — by society.

Hidden Reunion

We’d found one another quite by chance one night on the Internet, on one of those friends’ reunion sites.

Diminishing

Uprising or uplifting?

PASSION

Recipe of love

Memories

Do you remember?

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