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Afterthought: I probably should have mentioned that the question is rhetorical. Believe me, I am no stranger to others'' distress. Part of the reas... A memory from yesterday, but oh so long ago... They wheedled fire
from green trees;
smoke emerged
reluctantly,
child-like as on
an unwanted errand.
It cuddled slowly
round the edge of
a long valle... <STRONG>My advice: write until your fingers bleed to staunch a wounded heart. Truth and beauty is all we know, and need to know. Write what you ... ...from another time, another place, another life... Karol Josef Wojtyla (Pope John Paul II), 1920-2005.
Godspeed, Papa. *Tears* There are many quicksilver moments (from my youth) that I cannot remember entirely. There are some memories, though, that I’ve guarded and cherished t... The procedure with Jan was a success. No more bleeding on the brain, but she still remains in a great deal of pain. We are to leave in the morning for... "He said ''Mr. Lance you will need it someday''" Years ago I had gone round to some friends just as satellite TV hit Britain with BskyB, anyhoo, the images were flashing so fast I got sensory overloa... Birthdays are big days on earth; I wonder what they're like in heaven. How about this? Seven more days…Dear God… I cannot wait. Written in 1956 when - on and off for nearly two years - I was a tramp sleeping in Hyde Park and waiting rooms in railway stations or just roaming the... Amazing how the body can fail so incrementally that the "rational" mind becomes frozen in disbelief. ...not necessarily a memory,
nor necessarily the past or present..... He came back today and sat of the edge of my deck. His brilliant blue back waxed bright against his tan breast in the morning sun. I didn’t think he w... Back in the attic again today. This poem is from the days when I lived in New Orleans prior to Katrina.
You came in the winter of my soul
When my heart lie silent an still
When the beauty of youthful summers had passed
And life's hand held me clenched in... My heart is heavy from the loss of my best friend of nearly eleven years...my little canine pal Boomer. Remember me in your thoughts and prayers as my...
Remember the old adage "buying a Used car is getting someone else's Troubles!"
I Proved it many times Over!
My Newest - "Silver 4" is 17 months old... I''ve suffered from severe psychological disorders most of my life. I am no stranger to experiencing panic attacks, audio and visual hallucinations, s... Things long past, good things, bad things, who cares, as they are past... "The big wheel keeps on turning so they say" We will be laid to rest at the feet of The Lady At The Cross. What a beautiful place for our bodies to be for eternity. But our souls will fly high in... Today was a special day when we went to Logan’s Roadhouse. Not only did we go to meet and get to know Allen’s grand-daughter Maranda’s new boy-friend ... A write where the past and present grope in the darkness and meet. I wonder why I can not sleep. I wait and wait as my thoughts grew deep and then I remember:
A few years back I vowed unto myself never to let work take control of my life. I will NEVER let this happen again. For one day I woke up and the kids... This came to me as I was reading and reviewing Nordette Adams'' "Coretta Scott King: Quiet Strength." I wish I had had the words to say...but you co... |
