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farewell

palm trees sunsets
a week of charleston's beaches
sweet remembrance, farewell

Sweet Grass Sunset

Beneath the sunset,  
tall sweet grass sways silently,  
Charleston Bay sighs.  
Gold kisses green at day's end,  
gentle waves of amber light.

Charleston Merman

We were vacationing in the state of
palm trees and seashore in September's
mild loveliness.
Me, a sexagenarian widow,
hobbled by arthritis in my knees.
As my family enjoyed the surf,
I sat contented on a creaking 
wooden pier,
taking in the salted breeze tossing
my gray hair.

I heard the seawater beneath me
ripple, then a splash,
and a masculine, "Hello,"
there in the mossy colored

Victim of Charleston Church Killing

Chris Singleton

Mother was victim so sent went viral;
While popularity of subject did spiral; 
Spoke smiling, 
In were filing; 
Saw exciting reaction found in revival.

Jim Horn

"Chris Singleton, the son of Mother Emanuel                        

Deckle Library In Charleston

Deckle Library In Charleston

Charleston has a library they call Deckle;
When going will wear our each spectacle;
Meeting lead;
A poem read;
Out of us should never make a spectacle.

Jim Horn

PS. We ended up trying to find a speckle
of a freckle and we ended up having to 
spend our last shekel which ended up
being quite a spectacular spectacle.

Charleston, Pre Spring

Pollen green 3 inches
Of allergen confection, powders outdoor landmarks. 
A few ticks past dawn,
New birds, preflight,
Tune up their chirping chords, 
Like nature's philharmonic, knowing the neighborhood
Is soon to enter their amphitheater, in, from their rooms of sleep. 
Little lizards scurry, large clouds puff up and move through,
Steel blue, morning skies.
Sunshine coats deer and fox,
Chipmunk and

A Rendevous In Charleston

Copyright © 2015
07.10.2015
11:20pm

The spirit that wrought hate
  meet GOD on that date

On June seventeen
  mankind clearly seen

Another clash of glory
  in America's history

Satan's rendezvous with GOD
  gave America a new start

But, Evil isn't done
  until this war is won

In the End
  GOD wins


by: LPruitt

Forgiveness, In Memory of the Victims of Charleston Church Shooting

It was an altar of prayer
but God didn't rise
evil entered the house in a noble disguise.
Bullets were strewn 
sanity was killed
bodies fell as corpses
blood did spill.
And hatred had the victory
on that grisly day, it seemed.

It was pain, agony and cry 
they felt in their mind and hearts, they were the kin
of the happy churchgoers.
"I forgive

For Charleston

For Charleston 

I lifted up prayers on a sparrow's wing;
When I heard what happened in old Charleston town.
I thought I heard the voices of angels sing;
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound.

As I looked to the sky, my eyes filled with tears;
My heart was heavy with pain.
Wanting to see signs to appear;
That we would see you

Charleston Nine

today the sun seem not to shine
for some reasons the heart seem to bleed
we wonder where all the smiles departed
a promise of wonders
the day betrayed

nine woke on this day
with smiles in their heart
their joy limitless
with much promise and verve
they approached their day
 
the sun bright and gloomy
to the feet of the maker all went
in his

How Could It Happen In Charleston

How Could It Happen in Charleston?

What if I were there when it happened that day
Pleasant people in a church had to pass away
Reason for this none of us might not ever know
To whole community, he committed a big blow.

From oldest to youngest to heaven have gone
And only pictures of them can we look upon;
He was

Sorrow In Charleston

"What if we could facetime the creator of hate crimes to simply show them that all their dark motives are the root of why the world will not shine, how many times do we have to preach that black lives matter and the discussion disappears a couple of weeks after a tragedy happens, that's even

Charleston

Hate walked into
the oldest black church and left
devastation there.

Charleston Harbor

The brightly colored houses lighten my emotions.
The cobblestone streets encourage by shaking the worries away.
A town on the ocean's edge, aware of the power of nature
yet at peace. Time undulates and ebbs with the tide as life is carefree.
Historic restoration, reminds us that living has not changed really. 
Life, birth, death and taxes continue along

Footle-Charleston

kick feet

off beat

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