I'm Walt. And I'm Marie Elena.
This is the collaboration of two kindred spirits; partners in rhyme;
"the best friends we've never met."
All "Across the Lake. Eerily."

Thursday, February 25, 2010


Across the lake, muse comes alive,
beauty comes to roost,
life comes to words so expressed.

Across the lake, a heart paces
the pulse of inspiration,
a contagious rendering of existence.

Across the lake, a woman accepts
the mantle she has been destined
to take up to claim her position as poet.

Across the lake, a man struggles
under the mire of muse, refusing
to silence a voice found over time.

Across the lake, the music 
of a collaboration of like souls
composes the symphony of poetic thought.

Across the lake, I find that jointly
this woman and man, kindred strangers,
embrace friendship for a common cause.

Across the lake, confidently,
friends who have never met
stand abreast in the celebration of words. 

Across the lake. Eerily. 


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