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Her Violin Sings at Night

A Poem by Mike Winegar

She plays softly by the moonlightIn mournful solitude surrounded by mistWith the moon listening to the violin's song.The notes caress t..

Memories of Anger

A Poem by Mike Winegar

I remember like it was the day before All those clever, well-crafted barbs thrown in my direction. I remember the tears of youth unbroken by childis..

Night of Faeries

A Poem by Mike Winegar

A poem of the faerie folk at night.