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My dad was mean to the end. He had eight kids and left his land to a cousin. The mean man screwed us on his death bed. Besides he was a dead beat dad ... <bgsound src = 'http://home.worldonline.dk/steenmp/MIDI/Reeves/fallpieces.mid'hidden loop=-1> As it's International Women's' day, today, thought I'd post this oldie dedicated to all you lovely ladies out there.
Blessings ;-) It's been just over a year since I joined AD, and what a fantastic year I've had. I've made some wonderful friends here at the Den. I'd like to thank ... To the reader. From the Amen poet. Fight for your future that God has already pre-paired for you in your destiny. It may look kind - of awful now some... Enigmatic images sometimes become one’s most trusted companions in the quest for oneness. Our survival on this planet may well depend on the empowerment of women. The day after an election I awaken to an e-mail from a girlfriend that lightens my dark mood. What womb bares your umbilical writing cord of HeArtMosphere Poet Tree Creation Like in China, some poets in America exist, tense lays in a "Womb Room Tomb." That if they try to leave, they are labeled SPAM, and blocked from using... Is not our Mothers Love, the Divine Womb that motivates a seed to inspire US, as WE seedlings to bear forth America''s future. That each Soul has thei... My gift to women everywhere To the reader.From the MCDOWELL HOUSE. The wind blows for "Heroes"! If it were not for trials & tragedies, my Faith journey would simply not be at all... Though not uncommon for rock climbers to start in predawn darkness, one was about to challenge his sensorial awareness beyond the norm. Please do yourself a favor and read Anessa Blaine''s words. I am undone by the power of her pen ...
Image (c) 2005, Karla Dorman I must thank Victoria for inspiring me with her wonderful Angelic poems. As we support each other we become stronger!
Amen Written for my dear friend Judith. I thank you for your very special friendship, it means so much to me. this pome was written on one trip to the Mile High city and around in that area "But... in the end I turn away and go" Teachers of some of our most hard-fought unlearned lessons remain right under our noses---and feet. (Image by flickr) Sometimes sleep is the best escape of all. With our world functioning more fictional than fact, some of our imagination searches to find some mode of escape. (Puppets by William Simonds) Photograph of our lane, on Woodlane Farm, coming around the bend, taken by my father John Van Kooten in 1965.
I revised this short story into a poem... Sometimes the world of the writer leaves consciousness no choice but to imagine beyond. (Image by Martin Debenham) If only we could control our nocturnal dreams. With word dealers on every corner, there would be no dishonor. With honesty’s lexicon sinking further with each and every day, morality’s compass must tread water to keep from drowning. (Image from pinterest) As scholars have surmised, the origin of the earliest form of writing appeared almost 5,500 years ago in Mesopotamia (today’s Iraq). Today, many diff... Today’s revelation of the Tennessee bomber’s words to a neighbor last week: “I’m going to be so Famous” can’t help but remind me of how little the “wh... If only we could control our nocturnal dreams. Zen Kitty!!!!!! LOL
Image (c) 2006, Karla Dorman If your mind swept the winds of time, what verse would you chime your verse present presence terse upon. Experimental, spontaneous write, based on the first three words, my opening line.
Unfortunately, today’s world leaves consciousness little choice, but to dream.
(Image by emamei) Perhaps now more than ever, what is said, what is written, is influencing our populous more than any other type of communication in the history of our... "Someone asked me, once,
''Do you dream in poetry?'' .... "
Image (c) Karla Dorman (taken by Karen Lynn Vidra) sticks and stones can break my bones but words will sorely hurt me.. <bgsound src = 'http://home.worldonline.dk/steenmp/MIDI/Reeves/kalahari.mid'hidden loop=-1> |
