Happy Thanksgiving and please give Shay a big hug for me.
You post so many poems it's so hard to respond to all of them. But, you know I read um all...love you so much and please take good care of yourself.
Sage,the pumpkin bread also rises! Monastery wine is a precursor to the merriment? And a catalyst for the rise? Another look from a different league of understanding and perception. You perform these poetic forays so effortlessly, so creatively and intuitively. Keep them flowing from your pen my dear friend. I bid you love peace and a very happy time of Thanksgiving. Jon Michael
During the 1960's a young soldier struggles with basic training, a bully sergeant and his own inner demons. A tale of struggle, redemption and survival.
Just a simple gathering of the Gay & Lesbian Activist Association of New Birch and Sipsboror (GLAABS) and we plunge down a hilarious ride to perdition.
Nun tries to set him straight
Has to settle for the gourd
Patrick
You post so many poems it's so hard to respond to all of them. But, you know I read um all...love you so much and please take good care of yourself.
Peace, love and light,
Amber
Be always safe,
Karen
cheers and happy t-day
dan