The Library Dust
The shelves stretch up into the dark,Where ancient scholars left their mark.The smell of leather, ink, and age,In every single...
Read PoemStarlight Walk
The moon is thin, the air is cold,As all the evening stories unfold.We walk along the silver path,Away from all...
Read PoemFaded Canvas
The paint is cracking on the frame,The artist lost to time and fame.A portrait of a weeping girl,Caught inside a...
Read PoemThe River Seine
The water mirrors city lights,On warm and breezy summer nights.The lovers walk along the edge,And whisper softly on the ledge....
Read PoemRoots
We dig our fingers in the dirt,To find out where the memories hurt.The ancestors who walked this way,And built the...
Read PoemOld Photographs
The silver prints are turning gray,The faces slowly fade away.A summer day, a beach, a smile,Captured for a little while....
Read PoemTable Mountain
The clouds roll down the massive face,A giant in this coastal space.The city sprawls around its feet,Where ocean waves and...
Read PoemMountain Cabin
The wooden logs are stacked so high,Beneath a heavy, graying sky.The chimney smokes, the fire roars,Behind the heavy, bolted doors....
Read PoemThe Anchor
It rests within the harbor mud,Away from all the ocean flood.A heavy iron, rusted deep,Where all the sleepy fishes creep....
Read PoemThe Hot Spring
The steam rolls off the boiling pool,While all the winter air is cool.I sink into the heavy heat,And find a...
Read PoemStreet Vendor
The smell of spices fills the air,Beside the crowded public square.He flips the tortillas with his hand,The finest artist in...
Read PoemThe Magic Mirror
I look into the silver glass,And watch the fleeting moments pass.The face that looks right back at me,Is not the...
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