Dissidence Stories

Yearning Cheltenham*****Rain falls oversun-parched land and runs down through the meadowYoung flowers sing its coolness bringsa nurturing earthen kiss Grow and maturewhile you're pureFrolic amidst your brethren What I held closeA fresh picked rosePeek down from clouds in heaven A wrenching heartWords when we partTo find within her reason A thumping beatwhat grand deceitBirds differ with the season So quiet, sweetagain we'...