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Seahand
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Luther Lynton Seahand, an incurable romantic, penned his first poem at the age of fourteen titled Time After Time. His junior high-school teacher, Mr. Grimes, was intrigued and asked if he had actually written the poem. Turned out, he was thinking aloud. Mr. Grimes glowingly praised Luther before he could answer. A rare gift for rhyme had splendidly blossomed. Today, Luther Seahand the writer continues to weave from a delicate and insightful pen airy, ennobling works of formal poetry and contemporary prose imbued with lovely and sometimes haunting imagery that nearly casts a spell on his readers. His remarkable ability to capture the essence of the human condition and our relationship with nature is profoundly reaffirming.
I walk on given precious gems far better than a crown of gold two stands with jointed wiggling stems to bring me…
Somber Parting
Somber Parting: There are so many people I miss, especially my wife, and the very exciting things we used to do…
Shades Of Autumn
At last, a welcomed light Autumn breeze,
whistling passed steepled roofs,
This House
Clouds are weeping at my door, puddles tearfully trickle in moonlight falls