The moon was cooled by distant lights
Set adrift upon the still of night
To light the passage to mark the trail
A pale light shone from yon window break
Admidst the fog at evens gate
The silent scream of summer dreaming
Amongst the seeds of forbidden soil
An echo told of distant sights
Fire and ice would mark the way
Before the dawn of a brand new day
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
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