I fell from a tree onto the earth. Now I sit and wonder, where does lie the truth. "What's That". Neat Walt. You have given us a view to ponder for a bit. Love and peace to you my dear friend. Jon Michael
It may be tongue in cheek but the line between reality and dream is often blurred when our hearts decide to cross the line.
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Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on March 6, 2011
Sometimes I think we invent our own reality. I have had that strange notion for a few years now. Reality. Different situation for different folks. My reality may be your fantasy. (I wanted another word for fantasy, but the gray matter refused that to me.)
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
(Self-published. Please contact author directly to order.)
Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
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