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Echoes From Houston
From the wild western plains, I call unto thee my sister of the poetic heart, Where have thee gone, swallowed whole by a desert storm, or lost amongst The tumble weed of discontent. Let the blazing heart of Texas yield thy freedom’s liberation, come home to The pages of this sacred internet outpost, we miss your shining star, called Friendship that you gave unto us, Linda, the poet destroyer. From the depth of the very waters of the Ohio Basin I do call, Let my voice be heard unto one and all, against the breath of the Winds of dust, hear me my sister poet, let the soundings crash ripple Like a wave upon the ocean of sand, echoing across the aroid landscape Of Houston, we miss you come home!! Oh upon hell’s storm the night winds do shudder and shake, with Leaving inspirations heart to ache, what festering wounds have thy Left behind thee, without our muse we are just the blind wondering In the darkness of our own thoughts, unable to write with strengths endurance, Any longer. Behold a phantom shade am I, a thin wisp of breeze melting beneath the Desert sun, seeking a mirages illusion known as my sister poet, Called Linda, the poet destroyer. A vintage portrait of my former self, without your words of wondrous Expression my colors run together, and bleed asunder from my canvas once So miraculous. But here in my winter of ice cold, in this chamber of the frozen soul, I call unto you, with one last icy blast of breath come home, unto us, Don’t let us freeze in this dungeon warm us instead with your words Of kinship, and friendship. Let my words echo unto Houston, Texas, let our Linda answer our hailing, So inspirations sisterhood can breathe once more a sigh of relief at last. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
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