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Like the Cinderalla song says "You don't know what you got till it's gone."
Silent whispers of gas Rises from caverns deep Hints of smoke and steam Ground pushed gravity rise from ash - heat and smoke flames from Within caverns deep Rising magma flow blows smoke and ash Rivers flow like hot mooltan flames rising
life renewed
Spring liaison
Inspired by Autumn colours...
The sky from every angle in a soft pastel twilight mode, never seen before.
Blast the basic primitive notion to conform to the norm or sware by another's devotion. A brick placed against the same In order to wall off trouble will only in time be lost in the rubble. So pay little heed to the dominant suggesti
It is a fine write!
It was nice to see the midday rain I got my guitar and I began to sing Just a little song about the midday rain I felt safe on the porch Which was covered with tin The midday rain helped the music to blend And then came the wind and the chi
The need to feel that special hug! From that special person! Oh! Where can she be?
Was it for work or personal growth I moved on so often....or searching for something I finally found?
Don't look back....don't you wait.....don't you wait......
I bought my first tickets to a Brewers game and spent about three hours trying to figure it out, cash is way, way easier!
This was a response by Allwyn Marcher, (my D&D bard), to having assassins set upon his trail to try and make him either shut up or die.
This song (poem) I wrote 1-18-11 should be easy to understand. It's about my neighbor and politics at that time and place; but, a few changes in my writing to fit into today. I once had a neighbor who claimed he was abducted by aliens and the way he spoke sounded actually just like Carl from Sling Blade. At that time Obama was president. This song is comedy.
I wrote it a year ago, shortly following a tarot reading
Some say it's...finding themselves.....and accepting it.....
Hokianga Harbour....
shifting power bases
A random mix
Poetry for cats
Crushin on a military Cancerian
It’s summer out there
Country times
A scene can change from peaceful to violent.....nature must be respected....
One of my favorite golf shots happened long ago with my brother. It was a par 3, first shot off tee went into a bunker, second shot stayed in the bunker, third shot rolled onto the green and into the hole, a par.
A message inspired by how God speaks more than man could ever if we just stop to hear Him.
I want to find someone who does not think I am either more than they can handle , or less deserving of them and their expectations ... and just simply happy with who I am to be with me forever ... I want somebody
Madman in the hills
All have a story to share, but time outcome can change, leaving signs Of path taken, the ups and downs causing smiles, sometimes frowns Marking time, no decisions made some people important, others fade Yet every step, choices lead a way to
remembering a friend......
Tribute to all those loss September 11, 2001
Is it merely a poem that I love writing I love riding poems are at least expressing palms I'm also a philosopher of life I believe in things that may be and may not be I look at things in straight eyes and not I don't wear Rose colored glasses I see things the way they are some people look at things in a positive way and some people look at things in a negative way this is what makes us all different and great ways if no one really understands negative and positive always attract their selves no matter what you cannot put a positive positive together they just won't work if you're a magnet but if you flip them over and try to put them together they will stick together so hard that it's very hard to pull them apart life is like a magnet you have to be attracted to each other to be able to make it work
Even Covid can't put spring on hold......
I wrote this one 1-18-11. It consists of story, myth, to reality; or, just a song depending on how you look at it.
some random thoughts from the bottom of my red wine glass
The quietness of a morning fog blanketing my rural valley causing such a stillness to overtake all other normal activities....its very peaceful.
a smile is good for you - when days seem rough and long - a smile will give you joy - replacing all the wrong and make your life anew.https://p0.pxfuel.com/preview/820/204/862/smilie-smiley-happiness-positive-royalty-free-thumbnail.jpg
Into this void Off liquid one so small From tiny dot One thus grow Two limbs Four limbs now grow One choirs emotion Motions the head one floats one drwells in the void of liquid life ones tail does follow as one swims about sound from outsi
Two St Bernards in a bar
I wrote this parody of Take Me Out To The Ballgame last year when the corona virus was shutting down all sports. I remember seeing the Minnesota Twins play on TV in a bar in Minnesota and seeing cardboard cutouts of people in the stands.
Our favourite season, or it was... just not the same, since my husband passed.. God, I miss him!
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