Tag Archives: Tombstone

Village, Skeleton and Gaucho (Fragments and poems)

The sun retreats, the moon moves in and one by one the lights in the village go out. Except for one. ~~~ The night air is quiet, the only sound to be heard comes from the graveyard. Cross legged before … Continue reading

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Skeletons (Poems)

Moonlight clearing skeletons dance around the fire Cloud of dust trails wraithen cowboys Restless skeleton emerges every twilight to look at the stars In the haze of back streets skeleton idly strums a guitar Ashen hands tracing letters on tombstone … Continue reading

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