Where is truth? It's time to ask
And who could be up to the task?
You'll find so many went before
Not guessing what life held in store
Have caution in the search, my friend
For life is fragile, all must end
But that's no reason to back down
Find meaning now, in vale and town
The past has more than we may guess
Don't move too fast amidst life's mess
Mistakes are rife, and who's immune?
With too much pride you'll lose love's tune
Think deeply then, and make your move
There's nothing left to lose or prove
And when tomorrow comes around
You may find truth, at last, is found
(c) Simon J. Halliday 2014
http://www.mysteriousbooks.co.uk
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
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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