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Having a great roommate means a lot when you’re in a skilled nursing unit, especially one who is comical. A Bumper Crop of CarrotsOh~~~~the things we tend to share
again picture from the
book "Reflections of The Spirit"
by Maggie Oster
A Japanese Garden pt. 2Every country has it''s legends, of two ill fated lovers, for e.g. Running Bear and Little White Dove, or the Willow Patterned China, depicting the st... A Maori Maiden Hinemoa(A tribute to Manoy Senio, Nulfo and Benjamin and Man Beto, mountain farmers of Danao who showed us the way to live in harmony with nature.) A Primitive Mountain Farmer's SongAs the Ice Age came to an end with the first Vikings claiming the land just abandoned by the ice and putting themselves at the mercy of their gods as ... A Tale of Vikings Gods (mythical)After ANWR
Of course no one in New York was excited
when they discovered oil
beneath Central Park.
The various Natives,
like the Manhatten Islander... After ANWR
BESIDES AN OVER-ABUNDANCE OF HUMAN BEINGS, WHO ARE 'KNOCKING OFF' NATURE'S CRITTERS VERY RAPIDLY, APPROACHING EXTINCTION ... HAVE 'THEY' UNCONSCIOUSL... ALL SHE WROTE - FOLLOW-UP
CULTURES? YEP!
Not unlike an Algebraic Formula or Equation -
The Left Side Must Equal the Right Side - Balance!
The Earth, 'Mother Nature' - Once ha... ALL THINGS BRIGHT AND ... UGLY!"I''M A YANKEE DOODLE DANDY ...
A YANKEE DOODLE - DO OR DIE ...
A REAL LIVE NEPHEW OF MY UNCLE SAM ...
BORN ON THE FOURTH OF JULY ...
LYRICS BY: GEOR... AMERICAN ?So many in the United States patriotically and arrogantly hold up the flag of superiority and exclusion and call it freedom. American FreedomAs a courtesy for those that love reading poetry in the spanish language.
200 years ago, in 1807, were men that only had a horse and a backpack full o... Amor Gaucho (spanish language)A song I made up for a typical African morning in a village, as mother and daughter sing their way through the day. I only visited my village once(My ... An African Morning*not always what it seems
out of all of the things....we be
the prettiest brown I'D ever seen
standing there tux, voilin and the leaves play sonnets
... And The Glory Be....A poem about hybrid identities from Australian based poet Ian Irvine. Copyright 2008-2009, all rights reserved. Image of ''Marcus and Lena Waving from... Antipodean WavingOh Those Murderers and Rapists!
[photo: seansmith/guardian]
At the BorderThis poem was written during the three glorious years I lived in Hawaii. Autumn in HawaiiI awoke this morning with a vague memory of how our home knit mittens used to smell drying on a line behind the woodstove and that thought wouldn''t l... Aye, That Was Then...
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