Tagged: travel

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Visionary

Spoken Word Never fed Always full Tries to hold Hands never empty Forever on time Rooms always empty Sometimes glad For the echoes Perhaps the silence Is a cure Only one day It will...

voyage fiction 1

Light in the Cabin

Short Story   They told me I was the perfect candidate. The ship left in a week, no training necessary. There were a few already there. “You’ll be one of the first on this...

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Then I Walked Into You

Poem I found a clay hut while the desert stormed. Inside a monk sat on the packed ground Indian style, chanting the blues of the Ancients; centered soliloquist, unaware I laid prostrate before him....

love of art poem 0

To Eat

Poem I would rather starve on the streets of Florence Naples or Rome than eat well here at home They say one cannot survive on culture art or architecture alone but here in this...