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Sometimes things that happen in life cause one to think a bit differently. My LegacySo many people are hurting this time of year and it breaks my heart that I can't seem to reach out to all so I am asking for Santa to fill my wish lis... My Letter To SantaSince retiring I have a lot of time for self reflection. I found it really funny that when I reflected back it was not the bad times or the tragedies ... My LifeI wonder how many of us dream of death, unannounced. (Image by pinterest) My Life
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My Little BirdieThis is a Poem in the Making Waves anthology coming April 15th 2011 My LoveWell.. thats what I should be able to say anyways... hmm My LoveMy love is unique, lovely and humble...
My Love...A poem with a lyrical family touch in how special each child is generation after generation. Picture of Grandpa and one of his beloved Grandsons. You ... My Magical ChildLife isn't always easy. But Mama's always there. My Mama- On this weekend of honoring the sacrifice of many a man in war notwithstanding, it is strange for me to be thinking about my grand piano lost in a f... My Melting PianoMy mother and I had a complicated relationship fraught with struggle, clouded by a painful past. Writing this poem helped me to cope with her death. I... My Mother's Death Has ComeAt 5,342ft, Wayah Bald is one of the highest peaks on the Appalachian Trail.
Pic is looking to the southeast from the summit. My Mountain RetreatWhat makes you want to write poetry? People ask me that all the time. My MuseWhat''s in a name...one''s real name.. My NameThis is my response to a recent poetry challenge. One had to create an acrostic with one''s name. I made mine a rhyming acrostic. My NameMany would argue greatness is without fame. When will the innate intelligence of humankind rise above the clutter of “wannabe” and recognize the malai... My Name Is NobodyBy: Galen
<BGSOUND SRC="http://www.zianet.com/jw_laurie/Sounds/Drive.mid"LOOP My NanaSome of you may have read this poem before, but have not heard my recital yet to this poem. It''s one of the old ones that I had written some years ag... My New HeartAs an undergrad, I was often in over my head. It took a while before I got the drift of some of UCLA's finer professors. I know this is longer than my... My Notes from a SeminarAfter a conversation i had today this came to mind.
4-1-2013 My Okie FriendI like to think of me and my guitar as getting along pretty good together and when I travell I like to take old faithful with me. Nice to have special... My Old Friend & MeMy grandparents and my dad lived back in a time when even a radio was a luxury. They were the greatest storytellers I''ve known, and perhaps it''s fro... My Old PopWe live in a time in history when there is more conscious effort being put forth to identify one’s purpose. (Image by Odin AI) My Orchard DefrostingThe poem is based on father-son relation. However, in general, it can be regarded as a parent-child relationship. My Own Choice – Free WillA poem about people telling you who are you are and what you should be in life but in reality the only that person who knows you is you. My own internal patience
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