Comments about William Stapleton
Valley Of Lost Suns
A haze drifts o'er the valley of frost
Lost suns, accumulated beyond human sight
Shine with the envy and passion of the lost
And give unto our breathing world new light
Dancing in a dervish so devilish-
Green twirls on a spool of
Yellow, flickers across an ocean of
Red, against a sky of
Gray, beyond an expanse of
Black, before a grave of suns...
And it spins
Tombstone turns upon itself and its cause.
Lighting the sky with yesterdays
And yesterday's tomorrow- today's tortured ...