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D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)

D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)

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Segment (A)

There is a segment of man
That can never be free.
And it clings like a shadow,
It’s name, ... Vanity.
 
For all that man covets
Aspires to desend
And our forever quest
Is grasping the wind.

(1984)

Idea from the Old Testament.

Autres oeuvres par D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)...
"I'll Not Fret"

Should death be a shadowed face Covered in a sheet of black, Or a valley filled with painful du… For the strength that I once lack… What is death, just another step?
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Brother's keeper

We are ripples On a never ending lakes, Like those crystals Too finely made, that breaks. We are mortal
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The Festival of Sin

All the witches stoop and stir their smoking cauldrons While Warlocks choose the things that go within And the Wizards hide
Some

Some dreams flitter like butterfli… Touching flowers of hope Under stormy skies And where they land Is anyone’s guess
The Raven's Shadow

Rising above the hillsides Was the moon that is know as Blue And the Raven’s shadow spread Across gravestones, two by two. The graveyard trees had nary a lea…
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Land of the Dreamer

Butterflies flutter near the leave… Their direction is altered by a wa… And the fallen leaves rustle, scur… Like the squirrels who gather what… It’s a daydreamer’s day, footloose…
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The In-betweens

Is sandman seen In hollow slumber In halls of sleep Shadowed gray? Where be the rest
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The Warlock & Time

In the morning mist the sky was ki… With tiny sparks from a wooded rod The power was shy, those sparks to… Not like the power from the hand o… Those magic places in those mystic…
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Night of the Purple Rose

Tis the night of the Purple Rose When the Leopard seeks a place to… In the shepherd’s garden she finds… And into its branches she shall le… And into its branches she does lea…
A Tear For Another

There’s a little white church at t… And it’s next to a park in “Goose… The park isn’t much, just some gra… And an old wishing well, if wishin… There’s a story that’s told about…
Without a Bur

She says she always falls For the wrong kind And she has cried foolish tears For every one. “My choices will be different,
"The Shepherd Said"

The Shepherd said to the falcon, “Fly little bird.” The falcon said to the Shepherd, “If only I could, by thy word.” “But I have a broken wing
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Together, All Alone

Seated on a bolder In the midst of Yellowstone Reflecting on a Geyser And a Bison, all alone. Tis my place to unwind the springs
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Haiku– Not So Traditional

Night’s shadow descends Upon my window’s curtain As sleep consumes me. ***JEF The Ships of State sail Among many types of storms
So-Cal-Blues

Wind-chimes dancing in the breezes Composing tunes to the many gusts… I would like it to be, But really, I cannot see That this winter is going to be my…
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