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The Dawn of Reckoning
by Michael Plante I sat next to the Creator upon a blue stonewatching him dot the night sky with stars.Humming a song and contemplating before each star was created.I started to get the feeling that nothing was random with the… Continue reading
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The Curtain of Obscurity
by Michael Plante I am a product of governmental ignorance.Designed and molded by an outdated church.So the stage is set.You are the audience; I am the antagonist.The curtain of obscurity rises, and the play begins.The price for this show was… Continue reading
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Where Angels Rest Their Wings
by Michael Plante I dream of a place where angels rest their wings.A place where stars fall from abovelanding upon the hands of grace.Each star wished upon and blown back to the heavenstwinkling in the night skyas dreamers rest in… Continue reading
The Poet's House 