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Am I dreamingThings that make you go hummm...

The wounded ape...a fellow wounded-ape and a tired healer......

Liar, liar pants on fireHe is his usual talkative self today. I can hear him from blocks away. He is first, he is the loudest In the midst of where the crowd is. Like a...

The Old Oak TreeThe old Oak tree was in pretty bad shape. It had been hit by lightning in 78. Kids climbed on it and broke some branches. About 50 feet aw...

Movie Review: Pet SemetaryVisiting graves today, Mom, Dad, uncles Gary, Bob, and Delmar, Grandpa and Grandma Radloff, Godfather Bert, Jeremy Jensen( who I student observed duri...

Why?Why?, Why? does there need to be an answer to existence, Why not exist? No one knows, where we go, where this all goes, if we could only stop lookin...

No answer!Why would a God create us?, if we never existed before, why would a God make us, limited forever more?, And why, oh why, do we die? If God created us...

A Quiet LightReflections of a peaceful home in winter in the New England countryside....

DAISIES AND POPPIES (THE 75TH ANNIVERSARY OF D-DAY) - Acrostic Poem for Socrates challengeIn remembrance of 75th Anniversary of D-Day June 6, 2019 when thousands died to defend the world from tyranny. Lest we forget....

Lesson 1Why does nothing change? You know this and I know that, I'm right and you are wrong, who's bigger?, who's more strong?, Who wants control?, noone...

Time to ponder!The new age is now, fanciful thoughts lost, memories gone, born anew, all of the past never meant to last, new you maybe, we will see....

Take control!Who made them smarter than me? Where we not born equally? How did I become me?, and you become you?, What?, How?, did this become true?, Though its...

BE hereSo you enjoy what you do? until life intrudes on you, and tomorrow becomes a chore, destined forevermore, until you can see the way, that's the pric...

Words HurtBetter to be slapped with dirt Memory stained heart broken piece of soul taken away want to forgive To much pain Beat me down spit in my...

Blessed SleepPeace .....when the candles go out…….and sleep…....

ImI wanted a room with a view Im here and Im you I came from before Im here forevermore I told you who you are Im here never far I know you...

What is Man? (an original poem from a book of Inspiration that I published in 2016)“What is man, that you should magnify him, that you should set your mind on him, that you should visit him every morning, and test him every moment?”...

Fly soloWe went fishing after my Godpa passed away this September. I went fishing with my Godmother as that was the way she wanted to remember him. They love...

Once upon a time, a bedtime story.Once upon a time, long before creation , long before indignation was a part of it all, there was no space and there was no place, all that was, w...

Venting!And the cost of living is rising faster than the tide, We have no control, just along for the ride, I can’t go on holiday, I can’t go away, I can...

GenesisIf you could only remember who you really are, being here, so near and so far, Imagine something divided by two, then divided eternally, that's m...

HEAR THE ANGELS WEEPINGUpdate 3/4/2022: Also, for all the innocent children being slaughtered in Ukraine in the senseless battle brought on by another nation in their homel...

I'd Only Just SurrenderedThis is about the reality that people never really leave you. They always return, either in mind or the master illusion....

Not even the tide,would take her out....I'm.no strange to love lost It has no quarrels with me No mercy at there feet Just relentless no dates Not even.the tide would take me out..........

If ever… (written in 2016, revised in 2022)For my brother.......

The Right of No ReturnJust a bit of food for thought writing, its about a dancer on ice, and the presence of war happening around the world, what she sees when she's on the...

Baby ... MoveYou can hang 'round worrying in that closet of doom. Or you can stick your foot out get a feel for your room. See the sun through the window in c...

Uncle BuckI watch about five movies a week, John Candy died in 1994, but I usually watch this one every year. His other great movies are Planes Trains and Auto...

Please come backDedicated to one I have offended...

More than the StarsA poem about real love...

Really! Really!I don't exist in your land, you don't exist in mine, today is only passing time, Who you'll be tomorrow and what you will see, is who you really ar...

Long After . . .Long after my sight fades even more with the passing of time, when I can no longer write these verses that rhyme Long after my boobs and bum fi...

The Way I Love ...As referenced in another poem posted here, the actor Viggo Mortensen's words in that interview ( about living in Madrid, Spain with his longtime Spani...