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19 Years Sober
by Michael Plante Recovery is a journey.Ups and downsTrials and tribulations.Successes and failures.Darkness and light. It was my Ego that kept me out there so long.My refusal to admit I was wrong.The Creator deflates the Ego by offering death.It was… Continue reading
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Where Flowers Rest
by Michael Plante There’s a field where flowers come to rest:the sun shines as if only for them.Cascading winds sways the soulrhythmically as one they enactyet as a smile they are unique. I met a flower before her restshe shone… Continue reading
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The Howling Wake Returns
by Michael Plante The howling wake returned an answerto a riddle I asked many years ago.The feather did falter and was lost in the nightnever to return to the river’s edge. The incumbent star of spirits passedholds secure the lasting… Continue reading
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Lovers, Artists, and Craftsmen
by Michael Plante Sometimes love strikes like a lightening boltthe passion vibrates the soul.Two new lovers are born and set freetheir bond is the binder of timetheir love is a light for those in darkness. Sometimes love is createdby two… Continue reading
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Fade To Black
by Michael Plante The old red tractor sits in an open fieldgolden wheat sways from a warm breezebetter days have passed the tractor bynothing now but wind and dirt. discarded by timethe old tractor still plays a parta symbolic jester… Continue reading
The Poet's House 