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For Eileen
First Seasonal Installment
Photo:Chinaodysseytours.com I visited my friend Bill who lives in the coastal hills near Ventura this past weekend. He has a small vineyard which we toured while he contemplated ... This poem is the third in my, "The Pen Is Mightier Than The Sword' collection of poems dealing with moving on and sometimes the difficuilt task of for... <embed src="http://www.geocities.com/ilenia7/alonesea.mid"hidden="false"border="0"width="310"height="45"autostart="true"autoplay="true" loop="true"... PORTRAYAL 40. For MEC. My wife, best friend, fellow dreamer, and gifted photographer. You have helped me (us) navigate through some of the toughest, m... Going through my old pics on disk, I found one that tweaked my memory, so then I went digging and found one of the very first writes I had submitted h... My sweet 12-year-old grandson Jason was diagnosed with chronic myelogonous leukemia - CML - on Thursday.
Pappy and I, and his Aunts, Uncles and cousin...
Its 8:am on a Sunday morning and I have just finished my 12 hour shift. I now sit in my car sipping coffee and staring at a blank whi...
An event at work yesterday triggered these thoughts and reflections. As I walked in on the backend of a conversation among men gathered during break.... Language is a nation''s identity. When that decays, the nation eventually falls. Not everyone can like everyone else, to this this is true is not only absurd, but totally insane. I am not insane. Are you? Loving you has left me wounded
Broken, torn and spent
Cast aside, a toy unwanted
Discarded and forgotten
When without warning you return
Sorry, lost... This poem was inspired by the kindest and most well-mannered man I know, my friend and AD poet, Nate Oakley.
Nate, you're a dear and I thank you for ... We must make time for The Lord and His children. We must not forget Isaiah 64:8 which says: O Lord, You are our Father; We are the clay, and You our p... |
