#poetry
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by Michael Plante I was born with the spirit of a horsethe strength I have can move a mountainand drag a thousand years across a desert with ease;endure a harsh storm brought on by the darknessand run faster than a westerly wind.I have no fearI feel no painmy heart pounds like thunder. The spirit of…
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by Michael Plante People searching for lovepeople searching for a partnerpeople looking in the darknessfor something that isn’t there. Cry out in the loneliness of despaircry out to the silence of the nightcall forth the Godsplead your case. Tired the bones becomebattered and bruisedabuse is settlement of a contentious mindin the absence of love. Better…
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by Michael Plante I woke the howling wake to see where it would take medown upon the river’s edge where the moon rose on a night such as this.I spoke to the voices of the past that sat there silentwaiting for my arrival so they could exist.Things of the night we don’t speak of transpireas…
