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The sound of wedding bells, I hear
My daughter’s maiden flight, so near
Festive celebrations, in full gear
And nuptial gaiety, so much in the air
This letter I...

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Human history is difficult;
hard pressed,
discovering
and rediscovering,
connecting
and reconnecting feelings
about therapeutic needs
and sacred wants
for trauma-prevention peace
trust
joy

Through co-empathic singing passions
which may,
too often, 
feel stressful

Irritating
depressing
stormy
before unconditional win/win regard
for Self...

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At the End of the Yellow Brick Road
David J Walker

to say I knew him well 
is a Deep slice 
of life as we knew it

as...

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He, a seeker after Truth, set out
on an audacious journey
to see his old master

with a handful of blooms	
he paused before the open door.

from deep meditation...

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of an dying autumn day.
The gentle breeze tosses
scarlet leaves before him.
…into the ember fire sky 

His thoughts drift,
a familiar voice is heard talking near.
…speaking of...

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You were our sun
Giving us the shine we did not get at home
You lifted us up 
Out of the ditches of our lives

You gave us...

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The wounded lion
There was a calamities
In his land 
The brutality of bad politics
Keep burning down 
His home town 
Time keep passing
Yet this circumstances
Never change 
He...

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  Ode to John Denver, My Mentor, RIP!


You still burn brightly like a comet in my eyes.
You_John Denver, far too young to die.
People think...

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The room would be empty 
If not cluttered with debris
Dust covers plenty
And to the lock, there’s no key

Only people of the past can remember
The abandoned...

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Light a candle of love and share the spark with me 
Breathe in the oxygen of dreams , together we can go far  
if...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Dark -thirty

I don't know what time it is. 
I know work ended, 
at least the place I get paid, 
to do the things they need...

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I walk around your garden
among flowers and fruits, 
under the Summer rain.
I walk alone and alone I think 
of the seeds you planted 
and the...

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"You are not alone!" the sign was quite blunt;
phone number posted for the Crimson Corps.
Mental health of students at their forefront
as a cream and crimson...

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First Impressions
lasting thoughts...

Do you drink, do you smoke, 
do you toke, are you broke? 
What is important to ask, 
but more important to know. 

Did...

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