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Many years ago, friends gave us a new angel for the top of our Christmas tree . Her beauty inspired me to write this simple little poem . Unfortunate... A fine day, for my fine feathered friend, and things are on the mend! The photo was taken by Francine Streeting,at www.digitallystill.com,
francine@di... <b>Written 3rd October 2000.
Photograph taken by, Theresa Jodray
Working with the abused, what I've seen.
In a poem and short article.<b&g... life is hard enough at two without the drama... Perusing among the back pages of my life I have found a few that really touched me with that special innocent candor only few writers have.
I felt lik... I want to thank those, who support me, I may naught show thanks, but it is there. I deal with a lot of insecurity of my ability to write Poetry. I loo... A dear friend of my son wrote this. His name is Jason. Quiet and sensitive guy. 'Did a great imitation of Peter Seller's, "It's not my dog.". I would ... I walk through the elementry school everyday with my dog Tyson. All the little jackets I see everyday, inspired this poem. Sometimes things are better after the fact. This might not have been very funny whilst so many people were stranded at airports and such. But now….. Another Poem from Chosen Words
written by Suzanne E. Uzzell.
Chosen Words is a collection of written works inspired thoughts about God, Love Relation... He is such a little man and I love him so. I used to make up nonsensical poems for my son, to keep him amused when driving him home. A little girl in hand me downs, pushing an old pushchair frame...what are her life chances? For some of us, visits to a nursing home present more than vacuous eyes and impaired bodies. A flightful fancy dreaming of days gone by.......while doing some repairs to my little village and trains. In my area we have had monsoon like rain. I''ve been watching the children having the time of their life playing in the flooded street and sidewalk pu... This poem describes how I feel about my neighbors little yapper. The shrill in it's voice makes me want to be unnoticed. I find it interesting how experiences of the distant past can come back to one in dreams and arrest new appreciations, especially at holiday time.
S... In an age where obsolescence infiltrates products, jobs, marriages and even thinking, one might do well to give some thought to some of the ancient pa... Ansel Adams once said: “when words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.” ... "Nobody knows what it's like to be the bad man, to be the sad man behind blue eyes.." The Who (from "Tommy") So much of human life exists as if in a fishbowl. People peer out from behind glass,
Vision not always clear, but always watching, always watched. So... I find it interesting how experiences of the distant past can come back to one in dreams and arrest new appreciations. When I first saw “Live for Life... What does one do with repeating dreams? I find it interesting how experiences of the distant past can come back to one in dreams and arrest new appre... With all the fear mongering attempts to control the world giving many sleepless nights, imagination is the one thing no one can take away from us. Sad... Time moves fast and one has to wonder when time will implode itself on people obsessed with the seemingly infinite means of communicating at the prese... - Might it be that healing should be thought of as a work in progress, often for a very long time? (image by pinterest) Life has many expressions often missed. A Border Terrier and English Pointer admire Drumstick Park by Robert Nicol, a park scene that envisages chick... Some prosetry proffering creation knows not of boundaries, only self-limitations. (Image by Eric Johansson) Limbo: Any status where a person or project is held up, and nothing can be done until another action happens. Words are a peculiar form of expression. Often they are thrown about to influence, and control, other times they take on a Zen-like meaning, needing ... No matter how often we try to improve our sense of love, we tend to be far too object oriented in our thoughts. Some would argue, there’s an alternat... |
