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This town was built from flint and clay from the iron age and the God’s malaise. This Earth leaves tints of iron and bronze. Seas, and shells, parchment gone. This nation holds its mark on time, not short of the sublime mixtures of faiths and cultures, landmarks from other time-zones. The shape of the stars … Continue reading
Vision of Mars Search for the stars A blood red moon Gold beacon Hopes of new days Travel past like Earth To the tips of the moon Will return soon A space station remains Still in dark The vision of perfect blue Brings the touch of nature Nurtured by God The spring brings new life … Continue reading
Geraldine Ward 