By Ron Koppelberger
Harmonies of sweet asylum and engaging
Eyes borne of perplexity, by love, sweet days of love
And breaths of mazy mist gaining the flurry
Of scarlet spears in indigo skies, of soft shadow and
Horizons attended by the pain of distant
Dreams and babes in castes of quiet concern.
Eyes borne of perplexity, by love, sweet days of love
And breaths of mazy mist gaining the flurry
Of scarlet spears in indigo skies, of soft shadow and
Horizons attended by the pain of distant
Dreams and babes in castes of quiet concern.
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I am aspiring to become established as a poet and a short story writer. I have written 98 books of poetry over the past several years and 17 novels: I have been submitting my work for the past year and a half. I am thrilled by acceptance.
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