Unveiling the Secrets of Mother Ocean: A Poetic Journey by Robert Zumbrun
Pirates are the scourge of the rough high seas There are one hundred and nine…
Pirates are the scourge of the rough high seas There are one hundred and nine…
Our secret Is passion Remarkable Undefined An open road No boundaries Hot Dusty Urban desires…
The Echoing Yell Laid Low, All Once Guilded Now Rubble, In Scorn Of Lovers Guided…
You have my back l have yours Your love never was for sale Money can’t…
When I write I think of Ray How would he phrase this? Raymond Carver died…
Shades of Sweet apple reds Painted on cheeks and lips Impart a youthful glow instead…
Here, where trees and foliage meet; Where rippled waters glide, A robin’s joyous tree top…
I wrapped myself with the rhino-skin, My boss moved around and looked at my wrapper…
Love me not because of my beauty, For beauty is a mortal! Mine will fade…
At the age of late teen age– he with his thousands of twin brothers leaves…
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