by Vargus Pike
Thirty one Poems written
in the thirty one days of
Includes thoughts and
insights on each poem
from the author.
Excerpt: I rise in the quiet of the morning
before the newborn sun fully opens
its eyes and cries out.
Go out and wander along restful shores
bathed in sweet coolness,
as a ghost glacier in far valley
flows like cream out over the water
to blanket it in mist.
It is autumn before the snow...