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From A Trance in the Rocky Mountains Somewhere
I found this little musical poem in a notebook I took to a writing retreat recently. Here’s a little poem I guess I happened to write during...
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Everyone watched the boatman Tall and lithe and lean His music made the city Into everybody's dream But the stories true wor...
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Fools wear bright colours and dance erratically Serious folk Think Fools don't know where we're going. In Tarot, they're card ze...
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His footprints were deep The gold must be heavy. I followed my daughter And the arrow To my man For an hour she walked O...
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