Lynn Robbins

 Over and over                 Again Colliding         colliding with reality with desires,         with ires Colliding with demands with dreams, with needs Colliding with rages and appeases With limits         with visions With Nightmares Colliding with the shadows of ravens

Today early gentle rose-sweetened breeze sneaks by just copying yesterday Aiming recklessly, twilight        in its sights whispering        nothings of Great Meaning