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This poem describes a woman and mood swings. Watch out!! We must decide our fate of life
We are the makers of the death.
In this Christmas times we can''t forget all the little Chapels scattered on the landscape, alone in the middle of nowhere, waiting with its door open... "My Contribution To Halloween"
BOOO BOOO!!
A Repost © 2006 Wanda L. Harrell
This piece was written with New Year''s resolutions in mind. All too often the things that bring us joy are already with us,... - It doesn’t take much imagination to think on the many in our nation unaware of their vulnerability as they deny science and medical knowledge. One ... They say one can dream, so I’ve got my longevity lotto ticket bought and paid for. (Image by timbur) My husband went out to clear the walkway to the car, as fast as he could plough and shovel it was filling in and so I had to take a picture as we get... How can we just sit back and watch our brothers and sisters and their families get persecuted for no good reason? The bottom line: If we don''t stand ... Michelangelo, Columbus, and most Great Thinkers have long been feared for their enlightened minds that conformists have tried to put inside containmen... One of a Series about "The Circle" and "The Center" about what America is made of, "The Cohesion Of Adhesion." Probably a future poem of "Center Circl... From The Circle are road spokes that go all around this world that those poets who have Circles in their HeArt beats will illuminate American and Worl... Part of The CIRCLE series of Poet Tree commons composted alight rhyme that I am working on. The chances it will be done will be a Procrastination of R... In the late 1980s-early 1990s I spent a year or two with some friends and family in the Australian bush - basically dropping out of civilisation. We l... i had the last four lines in my head for the last few weeks, with nowhere to go. i think i found their place. I look ahead and see an impossible long journey to make The Clearing for my Poetry. I have always thought so many others are more capable, but what if... AN erotic Performance piece I did with HBO's Punani Poets at the DC ARTS Center! IT's also in the New book "STRATOSPHERE: THE MASTERS" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As if we needed reminders, this poem is not designed to arrest your attention, it is an exploration of the all to painful facts that most of us have l... A poem inspired by the artwork of artist Romare Bearden. The Block II, 1972. Acrylic by Julianza Shavin
What can I say? I''m from the deep south, which I dearly miss, especially my green thumb, which was left behind, but I do ... We were sitting out enjoying the evening, when the rain decided to pour out of the heavens, shortly after there was a double rainbow with the most vib... One’s innerself is a forgiving force, but whether one experiences but one incident, or a life time of trying to avoid reality, at some time, if we pro... Dedicated to a Friend "Izzy"
A great Guy who the lord called
too soon in his life Thinking of all the death of 2020, the living are left with personal as well as imagined grievances of the toll. (Image by pinterst) |
