To the blind man’s hand- Warmth echoes through fingertips. Skin is colorless. Love, hate, fear-all emotion Are simply lines on a face.
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Shanty
The house sits silent, Light from a single bulb dim. Night presses inward.
On a Spring Morning
Windblown, flags flapping- Leaves circle from root to crown. Good humor rings loud.
Sunflower Strong
Thunder! Grey skies roll, pouring rain upon the earth. Sunflower endures .
Thunderous Consequences
Thunder cracks the night Spring hill drenched in fiery damp Wind in ragged sigh
Choices
Last week I was sick for a few days. While tired, it offered some time to contemplate circumstances that are going on in life and in the world. One of the things that came into mind and rolled around for…
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Nian Xióng Hall 