VERSES

Jeane Myers - Far South of Dawn From google dot com MORNING INCOMING It matters not this silence, sworn of coming morning For when th...

image from google dot com TO THE PHONE BOOTH An ordinarily not so uneventful day Some twisted mind not so far away Eyes t...

image from google dot com FIRE JABS In the passion of the beat In the coolness of night The fire eaters channel gullets To taste of ...

animation from google dot com JABBERWOCKY The blank writer A page stares at her She pins her frowns and sighs To a wandering horse R...

Camel Thorn Trees, Namibia - image courtesy imaginary garden EVER/NEVER Every sundry moon glow Whence Morning returns Is there ever...

image from google dot com ON LEARNING All my tears are sieved Returning like cornmeal To a desert bowl To a wasteland, where sorrows ...

image from google dot com TODAY'S WRITE Bright of the morning, birds in sync Light, snuggles against the tree top Writers of old, ...