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Finding peace amidst the chaos is but one of the chores of Zen belief. Such focus was stirred up recently while watching an interview with Garret Keiz... For many of us, watching the flight of a feather seemingly in a forever levitation can open imagination to unexpected interpretation. We often forget how easy it is to remain disconnected from the gifted. (Image by Mapes)
Dear Readers and Authors it is so difficult to deal with losing loved ones yet there is Hope! recently lost a Dear friend I have known and loved for 3... What might be lost by suffocation-induced-worship of solipsistic feelings? Like it or not, we are truly in this period of trial together.(Image by pi... Photograph taken in the Yukon Territory by, Theresa Jodray Saturday night on the local country station is oldies night and I listen to them on a replica of an old bakelight radio the kind my parents had...low ... <bgsound src = "http://members.tripod.com/~rosemck1/now-is-the-hour.mid " loop=-1> Dew Write moist rhyme memories that ripple dreams adrift moon beams changing tides, alight midnight silhouettes heavenly Poet Tree. waking with wonderful visions is a perfect way to start your day. This Pome was Written for and about my Mom and Dad''s 50th Wedding Celabration and in my family I am one of 4 Kids to Bring or Give a Gift to show how... Silver Echoes" is a reflective and poetic meditation on aging, love, and the enduring beauty of life’s journey. Poem inspired by an internet picture of a silver limousine allegedly belonging to a Middle Eastern oil sheik Well, here is a new poem. I would appreciate your honest critique, as I have not written full length in years. A silver tongued devil comes in many forms. The results are the same and the endgame is the same. The total destruction of a beautiful heart for their...
<bgsound src = 'http://home.worldonline.dk/steenmp/MIDI/Reeves/carolina_moon.mid'hidden loop=-1> Once again, like poets, our youth are busy ruinating more than just the language. Reflecting on "Ol’ blue eyes" who said it once: “It was a very good year”... again and again, reminding us it takes all kinds of years, until one acce... To my utter amazement there are still folks out there visiting my site, even though I must be one of the most unfaithful contributors ever.
Thanks guy... Thinking about how fast time has gone by, longing for time to slow down, and wishing for deep love to come to me. I drove past a playground today where the children were joyously swinging. I wrote this almost a week ago, but in the recent events of my life it seems like forever. Well this may be the last light-hearted poem for awhile, I... There are experiences we all go through that challenge our sense of hope and trust. Some cause pain but promise healing for those of us accepting it ... The artwork I've included has been nicknamed 'beauty and the beast' by me..It reminds me that my sweetest treasures come in unexpected packages...
The sketch above of me was done by Ron Axelson.
Please take the time to check out his wonderful drawings and writing at: http://www.authorsden.com/vi... <bgsound src = ''http://www.thestarlitecafe.com/midi/rockyTop.mid ''hidden loop=-1> I found this in my archives, it was written one year ago, and I never posted it..I felt it was a good sequel to "Tell Me Why?" Peace, love, and light ... Leadership is so defective today, that consciousness is ready to throw in the proverbial towel. (Image by Ropey) |
