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The Coyote Clears The Fog
THE COYOTE CLEARS THE FOG BY TOM SQUITIERI Jan 27, 2019 | Poetry | 2 | The capture of the morning is yours when you look. It settles my uncertainty. It tells me who I am. It makes the fog genuflect to open a pathway inside. Morning dances, with a melody still forming. TheRead moreTennyson Warned Me
TENNYSON WARNED ME BY TOM SQUITIERI Jan 27, 2019 | Poetry | 2 | The day and I told them it would be bad But they scoffed and refused to believe They insisted on doing things their foolish way Proving they were war zone plebes So, hours after we were cleared and supposed toRead moreNot Any Harbor
NOT ANY HARBOR BY TOM SQUITIERI Jan 27, 2019 | Poetry | 1 | And then there are the harbors always waiting for us Seemingly blocked, but in reality Reminding us we have the key and must use it Your legs are poised, your harbor is ready and waiting The shoals remain yet for theRead more
