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It is the tree that feels the pain of parting Because the leaf has already passed away When the two were parted by an autumn breeze Sudden like an unexpected sneeze the leaves began to dance and sway and before the tree could even try her branches started to tremble and cry and the leaves began to fall It is the tree that feels the pain of parting because the leaf has already passed away ~ Priya Patel 🕉

Each night in dread anticipation I await a visitation By a guest named, "Inspiration". Sequestered in my smoke-filled den Prepared to quickly let him in, If he should visit me again. As minutes crawl and hours fly, Without his having yet stopped by, I remind myself that I... On many a long and barren night Swore I'd give in without a fight And "Nevermore!" attempt to write. Yet, here I sit, awake once more, As so many nights before, Mind a blank, eyes red and sore. Perhaps he needs this indication Of my unceasing dedication, To this, my chosen avocation. In truth, I think it's in his head To come when most of night has fled, And I've given up and gone to bed. • Donovan Baldwin 8/28/83 Published in The Advocate, 1993

I took over 600 photos in just one day at Valley of Fire state park, so many Red Rock Mountains.   While it takes few months to process them and pick the best of them, I came across this one which I felt sharing the photo along with these few lines….   Standing still, changing their formations,   Layer by Layer covering their pains,   Minute by Minute hiding their experiences,   Thanking the Almighty for their existence SILENTLY!

We are dreamers, you and I, Word weavers in moonligh. We wander together in Changing of the dusk and dawn, 'Neath the raised blessing or The prairie wind, Sung to us By bird and breeze and Singers which we heard A million years ago when we, Were destined to meet By gracious gods. • Donovan Baldwin

Each poem I pen Is a desperate act, For it is short lived, And I must set it down Before it begins to fade, Becoming smal glimpses, Glimmers of the beautiful or Message so filled with love and Images of the world within my mind. • Donovan Baldwin