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As a species of outstanding biological and spiritual wealth, it is never too late to take score with ourselves and honestly assess the value, or not, ... Ashes That Refuse to ScatterAn ode to Aspen, Colorado. My one and only visit there was June 9th, 1976 Aspen SongThe pursuit of success sometimes convinces us to dodge choices, knowing they are causal in nature, creating consequences that become yet further choic... Asperation's SeductionThose who understand the differences between wants and needs, mere kudos versus inner reward, know well cycles without end or beginnings…time’s nirvan... Aspiration's Burnout“If I give, what’s in it for me?” A question heard often in the marbled halls of corporate America. The cost? Aspirational SlaveryIt seems so easy to take for granted the seasonal changes, but concern for climate change, small or large as man's impact may be, we must remain consc... AspirationsWith so many frightening politicians into the “better inaction than midterm defeat” syndrome, cowardice behavior and unprincipled governance prevails,... AsylumI still have the luxury of a few left to post from my April poem-a-day challenge! Lucky me! :)) K xx At Jerry's PointMy sincere and heartfelt gratitude to all who prayed for me, thought of me, and pulled for me during one of the longest and most unendurable nightmare... At Lastfor each alone of everyone who knows my name as nothing less than Papa At Least of Love<center>Inspired by a gorgeous morning on the bayou.. written in that tumbling tercet thingy again. Hope you enjoy!</center>
At MorningMy first attempt at a sonnet. Obviously I still have a lot to learn! At ParksideSuffering my inatentive excistence, the brain tries to reason, but no success.
For a week I've been chasing this little butterfly as it was sunning it... At peace, at last,"But what are memories if not our dreams?" At PresentFor the painter, sculptor, composer, film auteur, writer… expressing that which comes via outer experience and that which comes from within, knowing t... At RiskOn May 31, the confederate army attempted to overwhelm two Federal corps that appeared isolated south of the Chickahominy River. The Confederate assau... At Seven Pines
Perhaps the closest I will come to forge a political statement out of my poetic soul.
At the CrossroadsI know the time — eternal seducer of all men, eternal cause of all effects — offers me nothing but the blank prospect of annihilation. So, my dignity ... AT THE END OF TIME - ALEXIS KARPOUZOSSudden Poem alert: I had a poetry meeting last night and am in another block, so asked the moderator to give me a topic, which I didn''t see until a h... At Times Upon a Time<bgsound src = ''http://members.tripod.com/~rosemck1/last-date.mid''hidden loop=-1>
At Turn Of Time I joined a carnival ten years ago. This was written in reflection after ten years had passed and I found myself in the same town working a game next ... At Water's Edge... So this is stopper out the bottle, I guess. I have to admit to being stunned by the immensity of The Big Country and have struggled to write abou... At Yaki PointHAPPY NEW YEAR to all of you in the community of AuthorsDen.
At Year's EndAtavism is a term rooted in evolutionary study, referring to instances when an organism possesses traits closer to a more remote ancestor, rather than... Atavistic BarbarityAs a world society governed by measurement of this and the consequence of that, the clock remains the resident arbiter. And yet, without time as a go... Atemporal Living
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