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... I never thought I'd turn into a flower, supine, looking at the sky, sometimes vibrant, but so fragile - with an innocent vulnerable rainbow heart. My eyes gaze at timeless horizons, resemb......Read the rest...

...this earth vessel has chores to do but we know what’s known to but few that we are but actors in stage where linear time turns the page and in truth life is just a dream of illusions we chose to......Read the rest...

... This poem is inspired by Jeff Ripple's painting titled 'Stormy Weather'. You can find the link to the painting at the bottom of the page, and there is also an image of the painting uplo......Read the rest...

...I am not the perfect poet, you and I both know it, though surely we could share, our time with rhyme and reason, springtime, snowdrop, couplets, summer days of sunshine sonnets, autumnal skies ......Read the rest...

...Floccinaucinihilipilification of me Hurts to the core About my poetry He doesn't adore Interesting lines, humor Seems to abhor I hear rumor See if agree S......Read the rest...

...The truth is that I am happy only when I am sitting in the car, Between the place I have just left and the unknown destination. My happiness is unbound only when traveling; when I arrive, anywhere,......Read the rest...

...You are the person of virtuous devotion The world has beaten you down and taken what you love Yet you never slayed by your emotion You took pity on those like you and with your wings showed them ......Read the rest...

... "The Bookkeeper" what guides the mind, that guides the hand, of those stories that are written and delivered? they are already set in the Other's firmament. the ......Read the rest...

...Soul of skeptic writhes with agonizing torture (like a burning man) in Dante's Inferno Self immolation as sacrificial bleating lamb promises eternal martyrdom awaiting voluntary die hard protest......Read the rest...

...In the tremble of the evening and the rustle of the unfinished letter, My aged hand, shrouded in the mist of memories, writes the last farewell, Under the blue cloak of celestial silence, waiting f......Read the rest...

...I sat in nostalgia By Phan Tan Hai I sat, looking across the sky at flowers and leaves. You walked quietly into the moonlight, filling the sky with light, and gently breathed into my soul......Read the rest...

...In Him, In Elohim ALL creator makes us for His Glory, we're part of His Glory He's the wit, the ink, the page HIS words write mine story--- "CREATOR IN ME I'M IN HIM- E......Read the rest...

... “The External World of the Internal” when the Internal finally woke up, it was like all the words in that book, flew at It like flaming arrows, an external bar......Read the rest...

...Doubts all over rage, none to hail for help, To lug own luggage, whom to hail for help? Lost hast man his sage, ever keen to help, And nurtured savage, whom to hail for help? If man’s lost ou......Read the rest...

... HEADLINE NEWS Dear Readers (of every major news publication in the USA): Our apologies for the following error, which we’ve made almost daily for ......Read the rest...