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HERITAGE

Like a last puff of dust from an empty room
Almost a cough, as the last sign of life calls
From times when it was a bustling...

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Scotland, My Home

Scotland, my home, where I was born and bred
Where the saltire flies high above my head
Where the bagpipes sound and the kilts are...

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This current swatting hoax is of interest to me,
as I experienced it once unfortunately.
In the spring of 2014 while doing chores there
suddenly was a great...

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A visitor in my own skin stopping by as a guest 
Rented out happiness with no permanent address

As searched for stability I found a place...

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Soft and complacent
our youth in denial
What evil disguises
the past has on file

Wishing and hoping
a smokescreen at best
Masking our fear
while fouling our nest

The seeds of our...

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Back then,
backyards were big enough
to nurture a growing soul
and provide a space
for the earth to play out
its seasons in full rehearsal.
There were wide tracks 
of...

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What is home? Is it a place or a feeling?
 Maybe it’s a room with a ceiling,
Or a place where you learn and grow
Is it...

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I will never forget the day about
a year ago, I returned to a place
that used to be my house and home.

With my bride of 50...

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In these United States of America, there is a little town not very far off the beaten path. Neither gold nor silver has ever been...

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Title: Southern Grace


In the land where magnolias bloom,
Beneath the southern sun's warm embrace,
There lies a region filled with tales,
A tapestry woven with Southern grace.

Amidst the...

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So many earths to unearth....
worlds that define my history
like a geological time capsule;
you see,
I hid them from seas
of terror
in a world of fear.
I shoveled them...

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I walked inside my burning home,
Gave him a second chance. 
Where even the welcoming doormat now, 
frowned upon my glance.
Broken glass, a shattered sea,
Hopes and...

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I had a happy childhood at first
Yeah I played with dolls to a tragic
Extent. It was a dream of some
Type of female existence.  I...

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In the state known as the Land of the Kings 
Is the city I belong to , the city my heart is within 
Where royalty...

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