Author Archives: B Gourley
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POEM: Dark Tides
Chase me down ’round the bend
All great men seek amends
When they’re caught red-handed,
&
their clan is disbanded
They throw into dark tides
time-wrecked, busted past pride
lost to all foreign shores
like
sand-sunk litter of past wars
DAILY PHOTO: Városháza Toronyórája by Night
DAILY PHOTO: Rooster Under Blue Sky
DAILY PHOTO: Ajanta Façades
DAILY PHOTO: Saint Othmar, Kolonitzplatz
POEM: Bird’s Life Haiku
POEM: Some Night
you’ll some night die
frost in your beard
you’ll some night die
trudging through snow
you’ll some night die
presaging numbness
you’ll some night die
smelling the smoke
of a cabin unseen
wondering where
that heat source lies
you’ll some night die
one winter night
in life’s autumn
















