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Last of New England’s fall days. Leaves have almost completely dropped and the sun is now low in the sky.
Contemplation time - Poem by Sara Teasdale 1884 - 1933 "Sara Teasdale was an American lyric poet. She was born Sarah Trevor Teasdale in St. Louis, Missouri, and used the name Sara Teasdale Filsinger after her marriage in 1914. In 1918 she won a Pulitzer Prize for her 1917 poetry collection Love Songs."
This is my poem and it is to explain how life twists and turns. I’m relaxed with a coffee as I write this original work.
its life as we know it jim.
Remember WHAT you are.
If flat earth is where it’s at And round globes are actually flat Contemplating that and this Upon the heavenly stars we wish Those luminous balls of plasma Enchanting us with bright charisma Those ley lines that are crossing The earth l
Dada ramble
I am getting a turkey and a ham at work in about a week, I'll have to save the wishbone. I know that neither Indian or native american is the proper term, but I can't remember what they were called in Massachusetts. I also noticed the butter I buy no longer has an Indian woman on it.
She saved me!
Funny poems are fashionable here at the moment. This one I wrote years ago. Hope it doesn't offend.
Halloween night
Personal reflections in the gloom of a rainy day.
something nice for an afternoon
Just thinking
I went to main street in Platteville and wrote this as the trick or treaters were getting their candy. The Hulk, a goblin, and a cheerleader just went by.
more lyrics
ah to walk the cool corridors of elegance in Summer
Just a cute little poem and to say "Love Ya'all"! Hope everyone has a safe,fun and memorable Halloween!!
Some ruminations on Halloween.
Never ever never ever pag-una una aron di maggubot!
For you Cafe: Bringing out of the mothballs for Halloween 2018. Nonsmoker's Halloween Challenge 2016
chances are
Counting on the church bells to ring in that little town Counting on the peace that they bring with their gentle sound Walking on the sidewalk by the street heaven can be found Counting on the church bell to ring in that little town The clouds
lyrics of a song I wrote
I miss dressing up as a sleestak from Land of the Lost or Dracula and running from house to house to get candy. My favorite as a kid was the minirolls of Life Savers.
Searching for some inner 'meaning of life' and some simpler times while queuing in a line……..to receive a Covid vaccine.
I don't know how it comes to me but surprisingly it's there Words I see words I write and words I've got to share I'll never be on a yacht just a little sailboat And always a breeze that's only fair It's never sleek never suave the captain neve
Her gentle fingers on my face Bringing me to morning life I need that kind of wife I hope that doesn't sound selfish And I would tell her I love her every time I hold her And every morning after breakfast was over I would sit there starring
Reflections on the stillness of spring morning in upper Appalachia
Cinnamon girl..
Sometimes that feeling of talking to myself makes me crazy, sometimes it makes me wiser ......
Gotta have faith n trust the process Especially when negativity gives the test Fight that stress n depress n the undesirableness With joy n happiness But how? When all around energy like bloodhound bringing ya down n bringing ya down But is
Gotta have faith n trust the process Especially when negativity gives the test Fight that stress n depress n the undesirableness With joy n happiness But how? When all around energy like bloodhound bringing ya down n bringing ya down But is
Like chasing the dream Or so it would seem Always looking for an ends to this mean Or is it a means to this end Let my mind bend Uncomprehend! Flowing floetry Rainbowing poetry With an input of soul n heart to make this art Spectacularly s
She was very intelligent I was just an ordinary guy She was beautiful and elegant I was much too shy Now I see how it has to be I'll stop the prayers I started to pray Though my intentions were tenderly I'll be on my way She was meant for
Im sick and tired ,, or tired and sick, dont know which, is this the beginning of the end or the end of the beginning?
Always on point you are Don't worry don't doubt Definitely don't shout Look around n about Take a taste n embrace this place like no time to waste Tomorrow you may not be breathing Mek sure a positive mark you are leaving Behind Like our a
But things change That's just the way it is Don't try to compare Always be prepared Life's a b*tch cos things switch Like feeling fine then got a stitch Is it something you ate? Something you did create? You are what you eat Energy is e
Big trouble in little city
I recall a poem in my language, tried to keep the same meaning while doing translation
I do like a good Norm Macdonald joke, sad his recent passing, joke goes something like this..
It was an irony but in real I have a lot of questions for those who believe they are not vulnerable......
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