A small drop of water pitched into a puddle from a rouge wave was trapped and could not get back to its mother sea. It was HOPELESS, It WAS hopeless. There was no way, ALL hope was gone.
The only thing left for the life of the tiny drop of water was to eventually disappear, drying up and forgotten from the face of the earth.
But what beauty comes I say? When the rain seeds the ocean with the freshness of new life, life which had once dissipated from the place in time where it once stood alone, and there was no hope of going home.
A Collection of Voices from Around the World is more than just a poetry compilation. It is a partnership of poets from around the globe brought together by an internet poetry forum. That forum, poetrypages.com, has been the home of many a fine poet s
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
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