Tag Archives: prose
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The light
6Thursday 07 January, 2016 by Uncle Spike
Our forests are cold, In the darkness of the night; Then dawn brings new hope, As the skies share the …
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The mists of time
10Tuesday 05 January, 2016 by Uncle Spike
Time passes The warmth of summer long departed Exchanged in kind for winter rains I ask myself, “Where are my …
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