I stand decorated externally, only outwardly putting on the front of joy and glory but underneath it all I just want to be left alone and lately, I feel artificial but still, I stand there quietly wearing your gaudy decorations your flashing, cheerful lights and hoping that I can be part of something that might bring joy to your family if I can
Christmas - only days away; plastic snowmen and glowing reindeer adorn the lawns of neighborhoods all across America. All is calm, all is bright, and yet there is something tragically wrong about this Christmas night.
With swift passage thr
For the past two years (2006-2008) The Bridge of Silver Wings has earned a name for itself both as a series of poems published in different e-zines and as a book first published in 2007.
What makes this 2009 edition a special one is th
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