Mother Earth closed her eyes
To dream a World of whimsy
You can see it
All right here
Where the wall
‘Tween Worlds is flimsy
Here you might spy
A jabberwock
A dragon
Or a pixie
And over there, a healing tree
No matter what ill, will fix ye
Back in our World – this land of Man
There’s something you should know
We are but random stories
The Dreamer has dreamed so
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Wanderer, seeker, on this mortal coil. I write poetry and am writing a novel set in Dallas’ Deep Ellum district, “Deep Ellum Apocalypse,” set for publication in the first half of 2017.