Dreams Beneath the Autumn

She dreams beneath the autumn 
In tales and fantasies,
As sunset falls upon her face
Enrapt, and at her ease —

The hours shifting for a wage
Consume her energy each day,
But here and now she reads and dreams
And gives all that


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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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