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Walking Through the Rain

Posted on December 11, 2018 by William Wayne Smith

Today I am walking through the rain. I brace against the cold with every step. I will not try to predict the weather. I cannot describe where the breeze is from. I do not know where the wind is going. … Continue reading →

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Cold Nights

Posted on July 30, 2017 by William Wayne Smith

Cold nights in Chicago begin with a sunny day. Nome cold nights follow a blizzard. A cold Andean night begins with the whistling wind. Cold nights–never the same. Each place has its own magic. W. Wayne B. Poetry book: Eyes … Continue reading →

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The Winter Night

Posted on March 5, 2016 by William Wayne Smith

Once the sun hid its face, the winter season began again. I spent the days waiting. I feared the nights to come. Life has been hard, really hard. Many days are dark and cold. My laugh is frozen by the … Continue reading →

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In the Cold

Posted on March 1, 2016 by William Wayne Smith

My life is cold and dark. I am stuck in a dismal swamp. I make slow progress. Without light, I see nothing. I forget my old joys. They are lost in the shadows. I watched a dove fly over me. … Continue reading →

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