Sunday, August 28, 2016

A Blue Violin by Mike Williams 08/28/2016 @ 3:07 A.M.

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A blue violin plays, Under the fullest moon, As dancing shadows sway, It murmurs a sad tune. I hear a heart breaking, And crickets sof...
Saturday, August 27, 2016

From The Sea of Tranquility by Mike Williams 08/27/2016 @ 12:28 P.M.

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A hope, a dream, a view serine, The earth I see in my purview, Awake, asleep, a distant plea, I stand in awe before it's blue. A hu...
Monday, August 22, 2016

I Have Loved In Many Forms by Mike Williams 08/22/2016 @ 3:44 P.M.

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I have loved in many forms;   Through blurs and negatives,   Washed grey, faded away,  And sometimes while in vain.  I have loved in ma...

Common Sense by Mike Williams 08/22/2016 @ 1:61 P.M.

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Something uncommon existed before,  But I don't see much of it anymore,  A way of thinking that used to be true,  Going the way of th...
Sunday, August 21, 2016

Dew Drop Inn by Mike Williams 08/21/2016 @ 9:00 A.M.

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Oh! I recall the Dew Drop Inn —  A place purveyed once an afternoon.  For as taverns go I found it off beat,  Along a hidden road sometim...
Saturday, August 20, 2016

Backward by Mike Williams 08/20/2016 @ 12:32 P.M.

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I started writing backward, When I was about ten. There's so few things to do, With a black ball point pen. I tried to write upside...
Friday, August 19, 2016

The Nobility of Poetry by Mike Williams 08/19/2016 @ 7:21 A.M.

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Long ago in the days of yore, Poetry ment a great deal more. A test of king's wit grew to fame, For it was a thinking man's game....