Click, clack,Hear my shoes,Tap into the past.With a swish,I turn into another era.Through clothes and hair,I seemingly appear,To be an illusion of the past,A ghost, an apparition,Brought to life. I may visit ancestors,Through taste and smell,With spoon and bowl,Or deep pot and ladle,I conjure a portal to ages past.Through the passage,I pass along to others,The … Continue reading Poem: The Past in Senses
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Poem: Of the Farmers
Of the farmers, coal miners, and servants,We are their children, descendants.Their work fuels our blood,Their wisdom our minds.Play the music that connects youTo the memoriesThat belong to you and others.For the beauty of life,Is not in the absence of work,But as a resolution to the effort put forth. Can you feel the energyOf tasks and … Continue reading Poem: Of the Farmers
