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What is this thing called birth? Is it in and of itself separate from death? Or is it merely part of the never ending evolvement of existence…a phen... Flowering OrderNot professing to have the definition of love, most believe that infatuation always precedes the development of a relationship. Many believe the actu... Flowers That Never OpenScaredy cat and cowboy hat. Fluffy"I CAN'T BELIEVE I ATE THE WHOLE THING"
I delete the poem by Mistake while adding The picture FluffyCan we afford to be content with answers, when there are always further questions implied? (Image by pinterest) Fluid ThunderEnjoy this poem and image taken at sumner beach FlutterMy hope for the future of humanity with love Fly AwayThere is no turning back, love has a hold.
The moon, the stars, the sun that shines
A radiant glow beseeches your presence.
Fly Away To ParadiseThis is Part I in a tribute poem to a beautiful person that has left this earth, but his spirit lives on in all who knew him...Matthew, you are an ang... Fly Free and Wild As Can Be"When staring at the ceiling, we sometimes forget how valuable our often upside down nighttime perspective aids our everyday fantasies. (Image by dream... Fly-Casting StarsA windy day at York Beach, ME...An eleven year old boy...a kite...an adventure. This really happened-see photo!!! Flying a Kite at the BeachFor those who feel that I owe them for that last number, here's a 'right-out-there' . . .er. . .creation. Thank you so much for taking time to read a... Flying This TimeYet another poem about the end of another year Flying TimeOur airsick world needs hope..... FOCUS- With so much of the world living within sharp contrasts of crawling and running, poor and wealthy, one can’t help but ponder the way such gulfs are ... Focus vs Blur... trained for this; can do it in my sleep. ....
Watching the Olympics gymnastic competition inspired this ...
Image (c) 2008, Karla Dorman Focus!This morning at 5 A.M. came through the Marsh..................could. not. see. a. thing.. Fog and MoonShe thought she had quieted the demon of the Marsh. She thought it was over. Is it? Who is the "man dressed in black"? Fog On The MarshOften, the darkness provides the right kind of light. (Image by Pierre Pelligrini)
Fog's Hidden GiftSeems Federalism is taking over Our American political system, Our education, Our personal lives, upon putting limitations on the Mass Majority that c... Follow Me Naught Social MediaTo the reader(s). We may all have recognized the sound(s) of-the "still-quiet" voice; that tells our heart: "be still and know that I - Am God" . Som... Follow-Me! ( you! )Still about the same person (that word seems most inadequate) who came into my life... FoolAs a species, we strive for feelings of security and happiness, but few understand with such rewards comes risk. For to avoid life’s gamble, one is li... Fool's Paradise
Although this is written about a gal
footloose & fancy free looking for that
special someone to come along and
Sweep her off her feet I am sure the... Footloose & Fancy Free<p>Just thinking how truly we are never alone throughout our life-times. I can strongly testify to that.<p><p> Footprints In The SandA litany of thanks: may it inspire you to recognize your gifts... ForThis poem speaks out against the sometimes social problems of hate/racial attitudes which lead to emotional and psychological stresses in our world to... For Some ...<p><center><embed src="http://www.authorsden.com/adstorage/4750/sherry.mid"width="200"height="65"autostart="true"loop="true"></em... For A Special PoetA rather admittedly inept attempt (in 1971) to eulogise a close friend who died suddenly at the peak of his life, some 41 years ago. For a departed friend
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