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As difficult as it is to discern what is truth, the process itself defines our creative history. Unlike the politician, the professional, or the scho... One way or the other, I tell her everyday how much I love her, sometimes in poetry, other times by supporting animal rights! This is a genre I include as Jesus poetry, two personalities Jesus and Hussain who shaped Humanity..both revered by their respective communities..both... The dark times approach now that the corn has been cut. "The Boys of Summer" are gone in the most final of ways. Painting by Gustav Klimt 1907-08 Of Sweetness and the Warming Heart For those of us who believe the pen or the keyboard often writes on its own, our enigmatic trust deserves a voice now and again. (photo by Barbara Whi... Icebreakers seldom get much limelight but these great vessels keep our north open to shipping to supply everything to civilian and trade consumers fro... This bit of prose was inspired by a spiritual message..where i was told to imagine that i was on a railway track heading south to north..i envisaged t... Inspired by a comment by Jon Michael Perry
<BGSOUND SRC="http://www.zianet.com/jw_laurie/Sounds/APACHE3.mid"LOOP There is no end, only another round. Tune into for Tuesday’s cage battle. Oh, the Jones/Moore test. Such a piece of anticipated entertainment, if it... This popped out of a discussion last night with Eileen as we used up our seasonal firewood. A poem from the perspective of somebody bidding goodbye to the last time in life to the ones they love. Love is eternal. to lose the love of your life is heartbreaking. A poem/song dedicated to my granmother and granfather who was killed in the battle of the Somme 1 July 1916. Each winter at solstice, we observe a ceremony for our dearly loved, departed husky dogs, all former members of our family pack and all little proto-w... The beats came and went; those that came looking for the scene were often disappointed. This is one story.
Amber Moonstone asked me what I see in her eyes.(in the picture kind of laughing)
I see in them a kind of "Send in the Clowns" the people have paid to... Autmn so beautiful around here in the Cleveland, Ohio area. A prose poetry exploration of the idea that revelatory moments come when we least expect them. Dr Audrey Coatesworth writes this poem about the death of her mother From the time we grasp our parent''s fingers, we traverse our birthright, lifelong journey under parental guidance. After that, we journey upon our ow... This bush poem is the story of a real person, my good friend Graeme Thomas. A quiet achiever, a jack of all trades and a decent human being, he doesn'... To Kris...
Light tumbles through the window,
splaying Itself across the table,
across the letter I wrote you:
The one that will remain
Unsent.
I... This poem was written over 10 years ago so it has nothing to do personally with Trump lies, Congress lies, government lies or Fox News lies… but hey… ... Hannah Arendt completely shifted the discourse with her concept of the "Banality of Evil". While observing the trial of Nazi bureaucrat Adolf Eichmann... Having watched the 2012 Prometheus film by Ridley Scott for the first time last night, my subsequent nocturnal journeys were unlike any imaginings bef... I am so bad with keepin the faith. My councelor at the Womens Shelter asked me why I stress and get upset when as far as she can tell, everything happ... |
