from the book The Miseducation of James L Daniels....read!(coming soon!)
Let me introduce myself-
Oh my eyes have already spoken?
I am authentic, but pleather-ish at times,
In the summertime sweat beads began to form on my forehead.
I used to live on Castle Hill, John Denver would sing about the sunshine on his shoulders and I’d always tell him that I had been to hell and the temperature was exactly the same.
It was the first house on the left-
Goliad Street,
Where I was born and died all in the same manor-
Now everyone’s trying to resurrect my soul and keep my voice alive as if I were Tupac Shakur.
My aim is not to bore you, but to leave you rich inside so you can really have something in common with your favorite talk show host.
It’s just that I must tell you all of this so that you understand exactly who I am-
Right in direction, but wrong in the center,
Equal in the beginning-
Now my addition has become backwards,
I am just who you thought I was,
Miseducated.
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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