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Photograph      ©Maleko 2012      (Edited using PicMonkey) “What lies beyond, into the color?” |
I woke in the night to the sound of rain falling Hitting the tin roof in notes of…
memories, like softly falling rain drip endlessly, from grief-stricken eyes running down, sad red-sallow faces pools form, from…
A bright fiery yellow tail and mane billow in the wind from this black beauty, sending dancing shadows…
The following poem was written after spending the entire day at the hospital watching ‘life’ occurring all around…
There is a small light, always shining in the dark. If only we would stop and look, so…
