Author Archives: William Wayne Smith

About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.

Bright

The bright moment of sunriseflowed over the landscapewith a surge of strength and power. The day began as the last had ended:full of beauty; full of grace.Instead of flooding the valley,the rain nourished the soil. I didn’t know how to … Continue reading

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A Black Storm

After the black storm I lost my peace.Days came and went and I could not rest.I lost the will to take a single pace forward.Days came and went, life was dark as night. I was in a vast wasteland alone.Every … Continue reading

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To the Spirits

To the spirit of the night,            Protect me from the evil dreams.            Help me rest and awaken in time.            Heal me from the wrongs I have done.            Be with me until dawn. To the spirit of the day,            Guide my … Continue reading

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A Barren Gorge

A crystal stream winds arounda majestic fir tree stretching to heaven.There are trees by a river everywhere,but here is an uncommon variation. In the beginning, the two had been alone.They were small and apart.The seasons sustained them.Falling rain fed the … Continue reading

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