Monthly Archives: July 2018

The Summer Summit

The Summit of Summer comes; Trouble is brewing for The Western Front, Like a witch’s cauldron; bubbling over, Foul liquids and noxious odors. Muster courage or lose the North Atlantic’s order. By: Paul L. Advertisements

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The Old Guard

The old guard grows gaunt and grey, Hate; cancer of the brain. A nation’s bane. Selfish and aging; they disdain. Bankrupted souls, misers in control. Responsible for a new generations arrival, In trust to us, a globe much diminished. Shrugged … Continue reading

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Conversations Interrupted

Words swirl; locked in the mind, A thousand definitions; fleeting, Hundreds of meanings, Angst, choose one, listen. Say something; make sense, Replies trapped, a cranium cave-in, Gaze behind bright eyes, Thoughts scream out; relevance! By: Paul L.

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