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... Hey good people, here comes the jester Full of those proverbial beans Ready to spew out a bunch more silliness Got a whole lot more in my jeans I'm sure my dear ole mummy and daddy ......Read More

...We all have those notebooks filled up to the top of poems we started but for some reason had to stop But we never throw them away into the trash can or shredder because someday we’ll rewrite th......Read More

... DISORIENTATION Me always disoriented both in real life and in dream land. Simple stupidity follows me : Fee......Read More

...As I sat ‘neath the lovely oak emerald leaves covered me. I took out paper and pen a Robin started to sing. And a stunning flower nearby danced to nature’s beat. Elated she has finally......Read More

...Full Hunter’s Moon is one of the names Native Americans designated for October’s Full Moon. The Dakota Indians named October’s full moon as ‘Drying Ice Moon’ while the Cree called it ‘Migrating Moon.......Read More

...A warm March evening Damian was Asleep. He felt somebody rubbing His chest. "Leave me girl." Polly Rolled out of bed and announced "Damian, you should move in with me! I want you to move in! W......Read More

... How do I know,                                                             autumn is just around the corner?                                   School has......Read More

...September has come and gone leaving a trail of damage behind it, the weather created havoc, the guns create sorrows and the knife took many innocent lives away. It was hard to stop the steal when......Read More

...someone took something from me that wasn’t theirs i did not let them take it and now i can never get it back they held me down and took it from me my hands behind my head tears running d......Read More

...Everything points to something the many to the one Everyone liege to someone with fealty’s bow restrung Everywhere started somewhere whose map undrawn curates Every song birthed in ......Read More

...Lived life so hard So many places I have been barred Coming alive at dust Doing only what I must Keeping myself going Flowing Like a river going strong Many choices I knew were wrong The pat......Read More

...White Ted looked flat; that hair and pyjama bed smell. She was getting heavier My bleary eyes trying not to sleep. Bone protruded from flesh, blooded the seat and gearstick; leaning in b......Read More

...Princess Matilda had style and grace, she loved her kingdom very much. Her graceful demeanor was revered throughout the kingdom far and wide. But deep down she longed for more. So she took a lea......Read More

... I remember clinging on to the naked branch, which had been my home since the season of birth. In my days of botanical glory, flourishing and nourishing in nature I would spread my vibrant......Read More

...You have raided my night again, as the burst of a sudden storm, sneaking into my loneliness, at the most unexpected hour, plunging me into swirls of pain too deep for expression, leavin......Read More