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Knocknarea is my beloved mountain, referred to as "the Magic Mountain" by the people of Sligo Town in Ireland, where I live. This poem was inspired by... from the book "Pieces and other color''d quiltations." Experience "the ahhhhh" and order the book for a taste of cynth''ya. March 4, 2016
Happy birthday to my best friend and love Hawks do not recognize human faces the way we do, they recognize us through learned associations. They perceive us as fast moving, and often erratic i... (A string of Kimmy Ku''s)
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by Kimmy Van Kooten
All Rights Reserved 2009 Let''s keep our troops in prayer, and please pass it on because prayer goes along way when it''s coming from the heart. <b> Pinocchio: </b> [noticing the raft] A raft? That''s it! We''ll take the raft. And when the whale opens his mouth...
There's no better way to spend an early evening. Don''t be too quick to judge another as some illnesses can''t be seen by the eyes or felt by the touch of a hand but hiden deep within the heart where... <bgsound src = ''http://www.thestarlitecafe.com/midi/isthislove.mid''hidden loop=-1> I wrote this poem after a group of people succeeded with their aim to sabotage a publication I''d been producing. Dedicated to all those devious people who usurp the temple of love with lies.
There is "no trespassing" for your kind. Running a little dry tonight, but this just kind of came out...the pic is of my youngest daughter, mimicking her Aunt Ria who is studying to be a nun ... Never been an artist, never been on tour, but as an observer and a former teenage “wannabe” I can imagine that these words don’t fall too far from the... Ladies and Gentlemen!!
On November 15, 2009 my son Hagop Timourian and his beautiful bride Naira Gevorkyan got married in St. Peter Armenian Apostoli... Not needing to blurt out my daily emotions on the Internet in poetic form, I choose to write a poem once a week as a simple exercise in writing and, h... As the Venezuelan crisis escalates, such hearkens to a repetition of the past seeming to repeat for the foreseeable future. Once again, another corru... A simple ode to the many aged New Yorkers with diaries, but no one to read them. A simple ode to the many aged New Yorkers with journals which never get read. "And in the end not so bad after all" This is an activator, Powerforms are Pocket size, they go where ever you go and allow you to control the energy of your environment where ever you are... i wrote so much about the days i cared for her, what alzheimers was doing to her, watching her fade every day, and allowing my poetry to grow, a sad e... |
