An arrow across The abyss struck my heart and I caught on fire.
The story I write The tale I tell, poetic Mythic, magnetic, Universal, it Is your story as much as It is my story.
They would me forfeit My lovely SUV and Drive an old Civic They want to take what I’ve earned because they can’t see My value.
Drove I into theHospital parking lot andThree women stood by The wall, enshawled andWailing. Against the wall theyBeat their fists, and they Entreated their GodFor
Struck was I by light She shone to my mind’s darkness; Show’d me thus my light.
The Kandinsky is Painted on Both Sides
Above your mantle, Calm and harmonious Orbs maintain ordered Universe. By chance One day, you change the frame and Find raucous chaos. (The double sided
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