Many moons later, and I’m still thinking about you.I’m questioning the alignment of the stars and their attributes.I’m constantly considering their contribution to the creation of a stoic environment.The forks in the road fail to be formatted with the same blasphemy as the pyramids.Even though it’s a far cry… there’s flattery in the mimicry.But, there’s … Continue reading Untitled II: Brittney Fox
Perfectionism: Brittney Fox
Perfectionism is individually defined.Though, the outcome of perfectionism, is faultless; it’s deemed a hindering aspect, that doesn’t accommodate freedom.It’s a lifestyle; a chosen prerogative, that enhances one’s ability, to nourish their self-attunement.It lavishes, in self-importance and praise.Its chain reaction, is always satisfactory and enlightening.Perfectionists, are drawn by the extraordinary measures that it takes, to live … Continue reading Perfectionism: Brittney Fox
Tears and Dance: James Adamson
To the Glory of GodTo Gwyneth, with Love It seems like such a small thing to not want a giftIt seems like such a small thing to be able to danceAnd watch Elvis steal your movesAnd be ridiculedEveryone keeps examples of your failuresand all I wanted was to be able to decide my tearsAnd I … Continue reading Tears and Dance: James Adamson
Southern Belle: Marjolaine Brodeur
"Where's my mint julep?" I feel is an appropriate question as this dome of mugginess seems to be hanging on. Neither do the thunderstorms help because after they're over they leave humidity behind them which is made less tolerable with the hot temperatures that ensue. The Southern Belle in me awaits the soon to come … Continue reading Southern Belle: Marjolaine Brodeur
The Gentle Breeze: Richard Edwards
The gentle breeze,plays across the water.It carries with it, the hopes and dreams.Of, the lovers here, with their children.It is beautiful.The dream is carried, by the young at heart.With it those who are children dress of.And what we bring, to the young is a blessing.Love is what I offer, for the belief we are loved.Our … Continue reading The Gentle Breeze: Richard Edwards
A Book of Shadows: Robert St. Germain
I found a book covered in leaves.It was in the woods surrounded by trees.I opened it up and peered inside.The darkness within could no longer hide.The incantations entered my mind.And there is no escape that I could find.I tried to drop it but could not let go.So, I stood there reading it in the falling … Continue reading A Book of Shadows: Robert St. Germain
December: Robert St. Germain
Sometimes it is cold as hell.But, I still love jingle bells.There is a certainromance in the air.It is good when loved ones are there. When I see the kidsPlaying in the snow,it reminds me of days long ago.When I see my oldChristmas movies on t.v.It sets me feeling free.Some feel lonely there,But it is not … Continue reading December: Robert St. Germain
On the Other Side: Robert St. Germain
Things often seem better on the other side.But, what you have now is better than anything you will ever find.Do not be blind to the treasure you hold.For without it you will be empty and cold.Do not look for perfection for there is no such thing.Love has so many gifts to bring.Keep it close for … Continue reading On the Other Side: Robert St. Germain
Untitled: Anonymous
Soon, either the mound or the sound of the pelted track are left behind.Coming from far, a car stops as the diesel leaves a riding behind,and gently curves its form to the land of its mark.As the tracks of days before leave trees and brush behind.For track and pile as man and beast, laid the … Continue reading Untitled: Anonymous
Untitled: Barby Hall
I filled the dish rack up with cups,and left them there to dry.My dream last night was full of life,and made me laugh and cry. I hopped a bus down to the bank,to pay a giant ransom.At least the robber in my dream,was humorous and handsome. I hopped another bus to take me to the … Continue reading Untitled: Barby Hall
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