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With so many wannabe personas groping for power and wealth, some of us sleep well with our simple needs, understanding wants are desires for others to... Greed eats away the beauty and living of a better life, and there are few who don''t pay for its demands. Seven days ago my father became very sick. I took the next available flight, half around the world, but it was too late to meet him alive.
We''ve all been there and even though, at the times, we doubt that we''ll survive, we eventually come out the other side a changed person. For those who have passed this last year, and for all those possibilities that failed to root …
expressed in TRIOLETS of varying rhythms
Sparked by a photo of a young man sitting on a stump crying.....read into it what you will... Wondering why I spent so much time working.... Alaska offers much to the professional as well as the amateur photographer. With much beauty to offer the outdoor enthusiast. I found myself amazed at... However the individual processes and makes decisions, there is one principal worth protecting above all others. (Image by pinterest) Be Here Now, Be In the Moment, Be Who You Are…all takes effort, together with... War torn countries have many stories to tell as their surroundings crumble. So, as Trump and Iran dig in their heals, earth continues its fragile sur... Grounding Angst
As more appointments to Trumps administration shock us, one can only hope one can ground their anger… like me. (Sorry if I insult the... Raw truth often makes people uncomfortable, especially with PTSD casualties. We can only imagine what some vets go through to remember. Sometimes, li... There is no choice, we all must age at sometime in our life. Aging doesn''t mean we have to get old, because we are only as old as we chose to be. Gro... My daughter is not feeling well, and the way she's getting helped from so called 'professionals' is nothing less than horrifying. I've lived through p... When one least expects it, pain and wounds are the gateways to learning more of who we are. (Image by Pinterest) Ruddy facial veins.....Recovery’s Purple Heart......
The poem below is one written by Elizabeth for Harry a few days before one of their wedding anniversaries. So often we give too little acknowledgment to the process of maturing. Some nostalgia (instead of getting relegated to the “forgetful” attic) gets a dusting off to relive some coming of age – the slam way.
(Image by Pinte... Wafting clouds scatter........The voices in my head.........
Sometimes I feel like my poems are a string of cheery Hallmark-cards patched together or an excerpt from a selfhelp-book. Having said that I want to s... We often forget the maxim: what goes up must come down. So it is with Nature and with hubris. Some are fortunate to learn from their mistaken attitu... Writing for Peace of mind.
Thy Poetry is so constipated, thee needs an Ex-Lax consonant vowel movement.
Dye soul, cried alone, last knight
Pegasus s... There is wonder when the unexplainable takes one into Nature’s untrodden landscape. Nature’s presence has seen it, heard much, and served its purpose... The first line of Defense of Democracy are its Guardian Sentinels, whose sword point penetration guard its Foundation, from Subversive Attack of polit... I think this is by far one of my biggest downfalls.. as with many.
Question is what do i feel guilty about? I wish i knew.. everything big and small..... |
