Tuesday, March 8, 2016

The Spell Of Protection

I have spun the staff
faster than dream and stronger
than the hope of spring
and bloom in this place,
this one spot, holding my ring,
defying you all.
I see you all fade
from my memory like smoke,
leaving me standing
untouched by lost love,
by the entreaties you left
fading on the air.

May 30, 2011 9:57 AM


  1. I love this, the ambiguity, the tone; and what a marvelous image, to go with it!


The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.

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