Pass the Collection PlateA Poem by PeteGod himself culminates in the present moment, and will never be more divine in the lapse of all the ages. - ThoreauWith empty pockets and a hungry soul. Down but not out. Teetering on the oh-so-tall fence of doubt. I dismount from a high horse and open my closed eyes wide. Like gathering redemptive bread in the desert. I'm in. All in. 'Til my last thankful breath ... ... and beyond ... © 2019 PeteAuthor's Note
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Added on October 13, 2019 Last Updated on October 16, 2019 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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