a voice
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i dreamed about vast grandeur, an eternal unfolding sky. endless, enveloping, seeming where old things go to die. i dreamed of far bright lights upon a darkened sullen gray following, following, now ever closer i choose to run away. I dreamed of green, lighted fields the ones inviting so severing, severing my earthly ties now… Read more
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a voice cries out to infinite darkness in aching cold succumbed to fright with questions only the deepest places contain answers I wonder why those in their sorrowful times stop short of finding all secrets so near their grasp and die in futile attempts? truth, bold and subtle, answers with certain clarity to the keen… Read more
Rick Stassi Poetry 