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It’s that time of the year when one experiences the many layers of Nature’s ability to bring solace and peace by the mere blooming of a red rose and ... Valentines day will soon be here. Another ode to my love of so many years. - Each day, life of multiple sorts is given its first awakening to being. How anticipatory that must be. Thomas, my dear husband who braved carrying a bouquet of flowers inside Red Lobster to meet me after 3 months of Internet interaction; 2 1/2 years lat... Inspired by "Fog" a painting by Anne Packard- at this website -
http://www.blazing.com/Packard/ap_fog_lim.html
Sometimes it doesn''t hurt to play the odds - photo by NASA''s Hubble Telescope The expanding gap between rich and poor is not only widening the gulf in incomes and wealth in America, but also continuing to impact the “hunger” num... Abstract Mountains, by daughter Amadea, 10.
I like the sound of "It is snowing" in French: Il neige. I love French. It is so musical. All irrelevant... There is magic in accepting the “unity of opposites,” especially when desiring a companion of worth. "The Fugitive" describes my escape from the captors of my past. It reeks of victory but also accountability. The two-dimensional world of words on paper reveals the sometimes-unexplainable life of the much more demanding and riskier 3-D surrounding we are cap... People are incline to play there own rules when it comes to relationships instead of playing by the original rules that all will work out fine if ther... The Garden of Death (Finnish: Kuoleman puutarha) (1896) is a painting by Finnish symbolist painter Hugo Simberg. Like many of Simberg''s paintings, it... There is a little more to this write than may be immediately apparent on first reading. A dark and ominous canvass painted over with a pretty landscap... We can change the hand we''re dealt in life.. New Year''s eve: speaking of babies, the old man ''08 going out and new baby ''09 coming in!
Another one from my unpublished 1980''s book: Childhoood ... I wrote this poem many years ago for a lady named Dagmar. She was suffering from terminal cancer, and had been admitted to the nursing home where I ...
Just in case you are wondering This picture has not be retouched It was take at a friends house about a week ago
This poem is based on Halifax folklore. The British, besides hanging men in suspended iron cages after severe floggings, also hung men tarred and feat... This poem is about a Beauty found out of the loss of love. A most Beautiful,,
"Real" experience that I was blessed enough to be of witness too.
The p... This is an adaptation from a poem I wrote 15 years ago when I was too ill to work and had lots of time on my hands and felt frustrated at not being ab... |
