Mark
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NightA Poem by MarkPointed Moon pricks VenusHoping to releasea silk creation;another ball of lightin the milk sky;just another night. |
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Skin DeepA Poem by MarkThe dust of a starand comets made mud.We were formed into halveswanting to be whole.The success of the speciesis due to it's natureIn stars, and river.. |
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New PrimitivesA Poem by MarkI was driving along, and The Cult came on the radio with the song "Fire Woman". Somehow my brain saw the images in the poem. |
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Night DrivingA Poem by Markjust impressions of the highway at night |
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Steel WordsA Poem by MarkIt was once thought knowing someone's name gave you power over them. It's why God told his people to call Him YHVH (I am who am). Words have power... .. |
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Not really sureA Poem by Markto dream and wonder |
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