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the will to war

...The Will to War.

We are living in a difficult time for European  leaders
They are preparing us for a war that will go on forever
beneficial for the manufacturing industry
They don't want a real...

John Brennan Crutchley the Vampire Rapist

...
they said he drained them —
not with charm
but with a syringe.

office door closed,
fake smile,
real bad smell.

the papers called him a vampire.
he was worse.

blood dripping in tubes,
...

Our healthy and fun meal advanture

...Somehow, it was lovely to know about your interest of fruits. 
First banana then green apple, eventually avocado. 
With all the fruits available, you introduced me the “guacamole”. 
When I loved t...

Calling

...I hear them calling out my name but I could not tell from were
I heard the chorus from the big orchestra in the open air playing a rendition above the water and the sound of the giant whale splashin...

Lake District High

...In my New York suburb, I’m mildly fond
Of Helvellyn Road, and Gracemere pond
But the original Helvellyn called...  
Ravenglass too, even the name enthralled.
Of Lake poets, I eagerly read
And I ...

Wake up, Shout for Joy

...
      Why is life so hard
        when it should be simple
      Wake up, shout for joy
        whether you be girl or boy

      Get ready for the day
         It’s well on its way
       M...

My Bio

...1. Valsa (means in our language 'loved' or 'dear')

2. I rate myself as sincere, humble, compassionate and conscientious
3. I am the proud Mother of two sons-Thomas and George
4. I long for peace...

THE WOMAN WHO COULD EAT WOOD Part 3, from THE WOMAN WHO COULD EAT WOOD

...CONT ... from Part 2                                                 
 THE WOMAN WHO COULD EAT WOOD Part 3



Through frowning ululating flowers
of full colours she waded
for hours. 

She sc...

The Fog

...In the early suburb mornings,
Out on the county roads
There is heavy fog in view
It should slow traffic down to a roll.

But that's not always the case,
When there is gloom, that comes into pla...

Silence of the Soul

...Words,
too many words,
superfluous and useless.
They bind you in a swirling vortex,
drown you in inconsequential thoughtlessness.
 
Oh for a few moments of supreme silence,
in some secluded sp...

Earthly Thoughts Shimmer

...Jewel  layer templates
gilded upstream sigh
winsome eyelet skimmed
scorning  dawn orb
Delphic mustard sketch
on sapphire sequins 
Appalachian awning 
bearing flimsy nuggets
surreal slender st...

Upbeat Day Ahead

...I hail each  bronze, red, and blue coloured dawn,

as pulsing heart  mould torch flame of bliss,

to gaze across some awestruck mint sprig lawn,

that golden birthright never goes amiss


Ey...

GREAT BAVILA TRADITIONAL PRIEST

...Great traditional bavila priest,
When you hear about the great 
traditional bavila priest called
          " Kasongo Nguni" 
from bahinga clan, 
Who worked for the bavila kingdom 
On the reign ...

Until It Is Not

...

I am sorry
I'm not more

exciting.

I meant to be
for you,

an adventurer
with mountaintop stories,

or someone
with a limp
hinting at a life
starting
with the gift of an early str...

Life's Untorn Page

...I moved to San Francisco from across the bay in early 1977. At 19 years old, dad got me a two-bedroom house in the San Francisco suburb known as the Ocean District. It was the type of home that adjoi...

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