Monthly Archives: November 2013

It was the polite thing to do

You asked me why the woman we saw simply stood there at the water’s Edge. The short answer is that she was being polite. I hail from a land of deep valleys and high mountains, A land covered in vast … Continue reading

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Eroding resolve

Have no fear of the setting sun The dusk draining away your life Or the blood-red dawn Of deceiving day The serpent’s roiling – crashing muddied waves Against your barricades Eroding resolve washed away Rush to meet your death Before … Continue reading

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