SONG OF GAIA
Will the world be forever blue? Ask the children of the Earth As they waste the trees in the forest, As they cast their poison in the sea; As they part the clouds with their evil bombs
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THE SEA OF TIME
The seas of Time with jewels shine and rise on every side; Not for me an earthbound sea or ebbing moon-tossed tide; Sing me the legends of the stars, the sagas of Mankind ....
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HOME
And home is up there It is where we live We also carry it Everywhere is home Safe from everyone And sometimes from self Home is in our head
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Shopping in Paris
In any case one thing was for sure this was not the Paris of Sartre, Hemmingway, Miller or the Beat generation, this was a savage little pocket of hell that I could endure no longer.
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La Mauricie - Quebec
my wife and I inhale the silence, the beauty
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All the lonely people
Look at all the lonely people tonight Who run in circles ‘round their heads – Unknowing and with stifled dreams Strangled by the words of the powerful Who bury their backs in soft beds
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It ain't gonna get any easier
So you think it’s gonna get easier as you get older? Well, guess what? It’s only gonna get worse You know that guy you said would be your one and only? I promise you, he’s only your first
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Heart Shaped Kisses
Slowly beckoning a wounded light... working its way down the corridors of the make believe,
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The Dead Land: Chapter 9
Robbie bit her lip to stop her screaming all sorts of abuse, and words that no ten year old should use.
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My Bookcase, 4am
Marie de France's 'Bisclavret' howls at the moon like a wolf. 'The Assistant' mutters to itself in Yiddish. The window is full to the brim with stars, and poems rise up like unanswered prayers.
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