DOORS FOR TARA… a poem — Kevin Parish


Ever does the new moon rise Yet black in the clearest autumn skies Undaunted by earth’s rotation abound Creeping ever so slowly above the soft ground ~~~~ As early the glory of morning sleeps tight The day brings it refuge to open with light But only to fall back to sleep once again Brings closure […]

DOORS FOR TARA… a poem — Kevin Parish

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