National Poetry Writing Month – Day 29 You are a mistress of deception Beneath your cold white dress deep passions burn. Like a visitor to a foreign land, a novice lover, I lose myself in the swirling currents of your geothermal pools.

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National Poetry Writing Month – Day 26 Night life on the edge of the canal. A solitary angler, his luminous float ready to signal a bite. This is what he wants tonight. A man walking his dog along the tow path, a gentle cough to signal his presence. A splash from the far bank. Maybe… Read More By The Canal