Creative Journeys
Poetry and other Creative Expressions
Tuesday, April 07, 2009
Hombre
The traveling man
moves about
because he can.
He's the hombre
of falling leaves;
of time left lying
in shallow pools
bottom of the glass.
17.00
12/11/08
(Madrid)
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