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After watching a video of dewdrops settling on a field cobweb, I couldn’t help but see the allegorical irony in Carl Sagan’s famous poster of the cosm... <embed src="http://www.authorsden.com/adstorage/4750/everythingiown.mid"hidden="false"border="0"width="310"height="45"autostart="true"autoplay="tru... Some believe we don’t find love, love finds us, but only after self-love is accepted. Perhaps its elusive quality is due to the guises it so effective... We find delight in anything that shines. Perhaps it is because everything we have comes from sunshine. There''s nothing like a shining disposition.
In Memory of: Darrel Cranford, fellow poet.
We would participate in the monthly "Poetry Night" at the Lighthouse Cafe in a small, Indiana town. We all have an enigmatic cohort of sorts, often thought of as our constant companion. (Image by San Simera) For all of us… and them, just a bit of levity, prosetry . (Image by pinterest)
Talk to enough people about their memories, and inevitably, one begins to feel memory has a life of its own.
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(in film editing, it refers to a cut that juxtaposes two completely different scenes to "shock" the viewer). Thoughts on the merit of kindness... © 2006 Wanda L. Harrell
Mosi-oa-Tunya or "Smoke that Thunders" is the native name for Victoria Falls in Zimbabwe, which is home to the Shona Tribe, a... <bgsound src = ''http://home.worldonline.dk/steenmp/MIDI/Reeves/blueside.mid''hidden loop=-1> - A daily awakening asks much of us. How much are we willing to give? (Painting “Constellation Toward the Rainbow—Joan Miro) Shorts that I’ve not expanded upon, <bgsound src = ''http://www.thestarlitecafe.com/midi/bryanadams_everythingido.mid''hidden loop=-1> It's been a long day and I whipped this up in 5 minutes. The war is on, Robin's sitting next to me writing her poem.... Ed, did it to me again, his grief touched me, he so well expressed. This might be lousy poetry, but I needed to say it this instant, bless you all tha... Revised from Show Me Your Love...
This is how it will appear in my book,
''Show Me Your Love, Keeper of My Heart'' Privacy invasion hasn’t yet reached the shower and most likely this sanctum of inner privacy will remain ours for the taking, or...ignoring. Having posted a version of this poem several years ago and given the seemingly unceasing chaos in the world going unabated, perhaps, as the poem posit... The joy and promise from rain "No one came to this show to get depressed" "Annoying jingles from just out of reach" There is a special gratitude that can accompany one’s aging process if one continues seeking out the joy of living. Sincere apologies to confrere Tom E. Leftwich (retired ex-NASA engineer and ''Old West poet'') for this bit of whimsical doggerel, which his pome (sic... Well, this is truly the "end" of my Tarifan sojourn - sob! It is based on something I seem to remember Nelson Mandela saying in his inaugural speech,... One sometimes takes on a unique companion in life. (Image by pinterest) Guilt and remorse takes many paths of redemption. Some are without answers.
Others are so clear and conclusive if we will but listen… past our facade... I was sick at the time, .... I placed these two painted little statuettes beside the larger of two ponds in my backyard. There they have sat, watching the seasons go by. I hope ... Appreciating what we have over what we desire is still the art of “One’s” angels, whatever your belief.
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