Starless Night: the Art of Giving (Rhyme Incorporated) Part 3

That night, vibrant Effie Blake told me “You Don’t Have To Be A Star” To see the beauty of this world or meet Troy Nelson, of the “Dead Star” Ahh!!! My voice need to be heard, that I wrote “To You, Mr. Apolinar” It’s about quest of heart and mind, of being simply “Me And The Moon” Stressed Michele Nold had a simple request, “Where is the Bath Room” I didn’t entertain her, for I felt dizzy coming out from “The Lost Room” Then, I overheard grin-faced Oshin Ifedayo saying, “She’s gone at Last” Who’s who? The “Christians, Muslims, Jews…” “Heaven Waits For Us” A place of peace, where we can write a sonnet, of being “Home, At Last” So, you can tag or be tagged, in our “Starless Night: The Art Of Giving” I agreed, with Vince Suzadail Jr., that giving’s more of a “Human Being” Tammy Armstrong liked the ambience, but said, “Something’s Missing” Some didn’t come; they’re busy surfing, ‘cos “The Deep Blue Is Rough” Historian Charles Fuller sent them a note, “I Hear You In A Photograph” Now, I see why dear Tatiyana Carney has “Lock Box And Photographs” Note: I tag the first person who read this….and the last one, too. Thanks to K.S. for encouraging me to play And also, to C.B., for the e-mails…love the message/photos.