I walked the back alleys of the world; fought in one of its wars the wind pushing me always from my back, but the Old Man never let me dwindle from His Mind (nor from His eyes) He showed me the cross From time to time: The one His Son hung on. It wou
Dad patted my daughters head with a hand swollen and hard. Brown spots on the back and a little dirty, probably been working in the yard We were over for our Sunday visitlike the ones several times before... Mom was wandering in the kitchen; Dad was
lightening flashing, cracking through the sky ominous clouds cloaked, preparing to gather deception snakingslowly it slinks, slithers through insipid onslaughts of religious scorn ominous clouds cloaked, preparing to gather as hatred foams from morda
Dear World i feel you have forsaken and deprived me of my rights no need to be remorseful I've survived the strongest nights although they were afflicting somehow I gained control - by doing so I realized I "too" could reach my goal you considered me
Pushed away, discarded and forgotten, Packed loosely in some cardboard box Peeks a troubled face amid aged wood blocks, Personality filled, though stuffed with cotton. A wise and kindly face, but mournful too, It displays pain from a friend gone, unt
Once again its Fathers day A day thats just for you For me to show my gratitude For everything that you do You always have time for me Even in your busy day A friendly word, a joke or two Your loving smile goes a long way I hardly ever say, I love yo
Crude, rough, raw .... this ain't no pale piece of poetry. It's ... "New Years' Watch", ... a Song Dynasty poem, ... written by the legendary Su Dong Po. In a fabled verse... that calls to mind the bittersweet memories of waning youth, our preeminent
What makes up a creative day? Here a my list. African art and patterns, whimsical angel drawings, fancy art metal sculptures. Those creative thoughts, meeting your potential, are endless, if you want them to be. African art and patterns, whimsical an
Dancing Feet I come with these dancing feet of mine Learning to dance, to dance in time Dancing around the throne of grace With the Master of the dance, face to face For my spirit is dancing, forever dancing On the lofty heights of heaven prancing Fi
An Unlikely Choice A cactus spread out, like a grand affair Appearing to be such a prickly pear Living in the heat of deserts day This is life, it knows no other way Living where others wouldnt dare Growing without much effort or care Time worn, roug
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