Terrestrial Journals V

Written by: John Rhinem

Sometimes I return unto the old neighborhood

To take a stroll down recollections lane....

Silver mesh thousand foot tall cyclone fences

Capped in razors edge; finding the windows

That they longingly peered through as within

These shackles they bled; amid the blindness

Of their eyes in this beatitudes story

Told, once upon a threshfuls time; polarized

By the Northern Star; where Angels sing....

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....“Terrestrial Journals” *