Rozlyn Cowham Poems

another year younger took forty four years.
a tempo of dance upon this earthy trance with rhythm i beat the drums of time. a moment an essence a blink of an eye.
here and gone. the waltz of dawn first light to the hypnotic dance macabre as nights absorption of light.
relentless melody plays on borne of an orchestral rhapsody, destined to life's fated destiny.boundless course to beginning to end, a wicked cruel verse of a bitter sweet curse.
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shadowy mists
of consequence creep slowly along the dingy walls of my very being

penetrating like broken bullets
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Tip toe in the water
Three fingers deep
She blows windows open
Pulls Autumn leaves back to spring
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