To know True beauty Is to never Be a slave again. This such Welcome music To my heart. So, shall I do what I can To settle here awhile. Amidst treasures That still prevail Somehow, As if to appease heaven. Call me the breeze then, As I pass on through. Hoping I too Will bring the best Of my presence To bear. Leaving behind...
Learn MoreMy life Founded on Quicksand it seems. And oft so. As if beleaguered By some spiky-clawed Civet, Or the piercing scream Of peacocks, I feel beset upon. So flay my skin Then, If you must, Because there’s times When I think I do not belong In such a world That looks to cage me so. Though here I am, As ever, Still splayed out here For...
Learn MoreJust to reassure everyone, despite this post, I have no intention of using Artificial Intelligence in my work going forward… And do promise that, for as long as I am blessed to remain in the mortal realm, that nothing will ever be allowed to come between my very own crazy mind, my Soul, my Spirit and my Muse… in respect of my published creative...
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