Dateless

Dates mean nothing. The poems are just ordered as I please. I believe I still have a mostly accurate account of dates elsewhere.

Sunday, September 3, 2017

"Avalanche"

Cascading down the mountainside
Along with dust and boulders ride
A mountain stream both strong and wide
As all debris and dust subside
The waters, crystal clear, abide
The mountain and the stream remain, unchanged
As hearts and love and caring are exchanged

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