Dateless

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

Saturday, May 4, 2024

"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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