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Sleeping on a ShoreThe lake laps lazily its shores, And there, near floating on the top, I spot a star, a lonely light, That begs me for some company.Sleeping on a Shore
I'm not unwilling to oblige; I start a fire by my side. Its warmth is welcome on this night. The sun's gone down; the breeze is cool.
A balanced pair they are, I think, The one so Earthly, nearby, warm, The other not, its warmth so slight, A flicker in the water's waves.
And what a calming pair they make. I'm in my soft and sandy bed, A pleasant crackling at my right, Without a care, in nature's arms.


A Late Walk HomeA gentle wind makes grain stalks shiver in the cold, And red leaves flutter calmly to the dying ground. The fields are gilded by the waning evening light. I'm walking down a quiet road toward my home, But I've a ways to go, and will be soon alone, For Helios is punctual, and cannot keep Me company. I'm sad to see him go; we'd passed A pleasant time, but with night's coming solitude, I'll have to muse in lightlessness, evoking though The darkness is of thoughts of sadness and remorse. Between the branches of a tree there hangs a web. Selene has replaced her brother inA Late Walk Home


Wind ChimesThe sunset's golden river flows through seas, But haughty Earth is bound by mortal chains. The dreams we live are passing fantasies, And when they pass, a dreamless rest remains. In thinking I've significance I err; I have the meaning of a madman's scrawl. Humanity is wind, the world the air, And I am just a zephyr in the squall. But still our honest love is unimpaired. Our flame's too fleeting for cold death to freeze. The wistful sound of chimes recalls our shared Mortality. We are the transient breeze, The notes our quickly fading legacy. Yet while soWind Chimes
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My Website : Pascale Marry
Forgive my broken English .
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www.adamedwardsphotography.com
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"At night, when the objective world has slunk back into its cavern and left dreamers to their own, there come inspirations and capabilities impossible at any less magical and quiet hour."
~H.P. Lovecraft
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My Website : Pascale Marry
Forgive my broken English .
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"At night, when the objective world has slunk back into its cavern and left dreamers to their own, there come inspirations and capabilities impossible at any less magical and quiet hour."
~H.P. Lovecraft
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My Website : Pascale Marry
Forgive my broken English .
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"At night, when the objective world has slunk back into its cavern and left dreamers to their own, there come inspirations and capabilities impossible at any less magical and quiet hour."
~H.P. Lovecraft
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menoevil.com
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"At night, when the objective world has slunk back into its cavern and left dreamers to their own, there come inspirations and capabilities impossible at any less magical and quiet hour."
~H.P. Lovecraft
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