The riches of anonymity,
the poverty of fame
All treasure in what freedom brings
—myself unknown to claim
(Dreamsleep: December, 2021)
‘Tribute To J.D. Salinger
Angel In Waiting
What stirs within the buried heart,
what lies beneath the whim
What Seraphim have yet to pray,
what sinners yet to sin
What hides within those thoughts that stray,
what leaf remains unturned
What stirs within the buried heart,
what voice unclaimed—unheard
(Dreamsleep: December, 2021)
‘Tribute To Thomas Wolfe’
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