Category Archives: from the city of 100 golden steeples

Poetry written in this magical city in Bohemia. 1995 to present

Vinohrady

  Somehow I ended up over on Korunni About four or five blocks past Obycejny It was one of those sultry spring evenings Apricot blossoms bursting, blue sky screaming The backed up trams looked like stranded galleons Their passengers flooding … Continue reading

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Miles & Miles

I want to see the morning sun shining in your hair I want to see the thunder moon lighting up your eyes I want to walk with you under a shimmering umbrella sky for miles and miles I want to … Continue reading

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More Than You Know

  Follow the moom As she waxes and wanes I’m waiting here To be with you again I ride the waves I linger on the breeze I follow this path It is you I long to please I want you … Continue reading

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May 31

stood in the middle of the old town square listened to the chimes of the church bells and the hum of people exploring this familiar world there was a sense of peace that I knew from elsewhere that had been … Continue reading

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The Last Hour

time was running out and you knew it was all coming down it wouldn’t  be the same you knew parting this safe little world would be difficult you knew that no matter how you tried you’d end up leaving a … Continue reading

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When Will It Snow?

sometimes I sprain my neck in the spring it is definitely twisted throughout July but it always feels fine in the months of snow nope, no problems at all I guess with the heat everything begins to blossom bursting out … Continue reading

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Under The Horse

faces pass me by some I wish I had known before and for once I’m on time under the horse hmmm, just like you said blue sky overhead the waiting surround me I wait with them the Legend looks down … Continue reading

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