Ahira's Hangar

Dinosaur Bones at Rabbit Valley, Colorado

Embedded in the ancient rocks beside the trail,

Under the desert sun in a sere place

Where the heat sucks the air out of your lungs.

Remnants of a long destroyed world,

Hints of long extinguished life,

Found where only little green lizards

And curious tourists

Now walk.

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Our lives are the songs that sing the universe into existence.~David Zindell
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Historic Wharfs at Salem, Massachusetts

Empty, quiet, lonely.

Where have your ships gone?

Where are your longshoremen and merchants?

A forgotten place, once bustling.

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Our lives are the songs that sing the universe into existence.~David Zindell
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Excellent Duchess. I love it.

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A sense of the sardonic preserves a man from believing in his own pretensions. -The Sayings Of Maud'Dib<i></i>

Election Night Sunset
Bands of color blanket the sky
Shell pink, gray, salmon
Glowing.
The forested hills of the arboretum
Like an orange and red and bronze bonfire
Glowing
Under that sky.
Moon rising.
Hearts rising
Hope rising.

Driving Home, Election Night

Late night, early winter.
Moon shines.
Stars shine.
Two large meteors flash overhead.
Beauty.
Joy.
A mountain climbed.
A great man's Dream come true.

Wow Duchess! These are stunning poems.