Good. Evil. The God. The Devil. And the power and passion Of life and love. Death is a snake that strikes and ebbs Leaving only a tale. Orpheus. We are meant to live for this life Though a next will certainly follow. When I return 2000 years or less The smoke won’t be the same. […]
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In each step that you take To defend our ideals From the soot on your face To the fear you embrace You proclaim to the one And the world as a whole That Americans care For the poor of the soul. Your attention is firm Your fidelity, real From the blood that you live To
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I’m drawn to you as sky is drawn to Earth. As water is, to leap your daring Falls. The way creation is, to joy of birth. As faith and reverence, to hallowed halls. You are a second soul. My gravity. An inspiration for ten thousand lines. A silken chute above security in air whose height
SCENE 1 SKYE has just parked a shiny ’57 Chevy across from the entrance of the GREATER MUNICIPAL INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT, a few spaces down from RON’s worn pickup truck. RON is sitting on a bench alone outside the airport. Except for the two of them, the airport is empty. SKYE gets out of the car,
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A butterfly Emerging The silken veil of her cocoon Pieces of it Are clinging to her wings Like sleep. She becomes aware That’s she’s not what she used to be. She has wings. The ground no longer holds self-consciousness for her. The air No longer is her restraint. The sky She’s no longer shy of
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