My Poetry
It’s a calling hazardous As any made by the Divine This telling of the Sterling truth… Read more
The thought of it can make me weep… Read more
It always hurts to leave. Read more
All paths lead up the mountain… Read more
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Harsh the path true poets walk Dark the forces which them stalk… Read more
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