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The Ship of Irony
by Michael Plante The grand illusion was constructed by arroganceof a man wanting to become a captain;to place himself at the helm of a shipthat promised to reach the heavens.Sold to those wanting morethey each brought a plank and constructed… Continue reading
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Butterfly Flew West
by Michael Plante She was chasing the sunshine of her youthher fashionable colors and markings designed to hold unsuspecting eyescould draw the stoutest of men to danceand dance they did. “My curse is that I’m color-blind,” she said. Somewhere on… Continue reading
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How The Bee Came To Be
by Michael Plante Reaching out into the vastnessthe Creator caught a shooting star“my aren’t you a feisty one,” he claimed;“full of energy and spunk.” The star vibrated in the Creator’s palma tingling sensation incurred. “I have an idea for you,”… Continue reading
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Shadows of The Heart
by Michael Plante Green Grassclear skyno past to let go ofno future to worry aboutjust my lover and I. 20 worn fingers that time has blessedgrey hair and soft wrinkleslaugh-lines that define a life well livedmemories make the best smilesin… Continue reading
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Nightmare Of A Different Perspective
by Michael Plante I was impressionable;a young mind with a strong spiritdetermined and bull-headed.I was third born in a tribe of threesmall by statute, fragile,yet never one to back down from a fight. The hardest luck is bad luckyet it… Continue reading
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