Paul Velora
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The ConversationA Story by Paul VeloraJust kind of an exercise I kept wanting to try out. It's not very good, but that's alright. |
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Red OceanicA Poem by Paul VeloraShe sits on the shoreline and stares out at the seaA lonely romantic who's waiting for meShe's brighter than the moon there in the nightAmong the dark.. |
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Panic of SeasonsA Poem by Paul VeloraI sit by this field so clutched by changeGreen in the summer wet in the rainBrown and dry and barren and whiteIn the deepening suns unbroken arrayI si.. |
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BrixbaneA Poem by Paul VeloraWait for the moment, wait somewhere free.Up in the mountains, perhaps out at sea.Sit on your street curb and count cars for an hour.How many were ther.. |
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When you were acting sillyA Poem by Paul VeloraYoung, beautiful, ponytail, youA strand of hair falling across your faceWhen you were acting sillyYou'd puff great gouts of air at itIt would fall bac.. |
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Stay GoldenA Poem by Paul VeloraWhile she slept in the depthsWe all slept amongst the starsComets were coming,We were waiting for ours.Distantly we saw the curveOf the lighted, smoki.. |
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Oh, the possibilitiesA Poem by Paul VeloraThere are timesWhen art doesn't move meIt hasn't happenedYet, I imagine it could |
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