Epic

Jennifer’s four walls in her little bedroom was ‘Strawberry Shortcake’, with her matching dolls and their...

Courtesy of one or more tradesmen,
first Monday in September set aside
for employees able,...

Fluttering thru my bed of bonny red roses amidst a bright and early morn

In and out of those...

I was sitting in the corner of my local bar
Just havin’ fun with my friends
I knew the night...

I can still go back to a childhood day when I would open our back door and my Mother would say “Oh there...

Cries from the wolf through timbers of the moonlights night
For the tribal dance of the dead now we...

I turn off damn ringer,
nonetheless...
telephone still buzzes
twenty four seven...

Well here I am again at that fabulous fourteen years of age.. in love with life like a lion let loose out...

Touching time between my hands
The measure of life and death gives way
In the energy of our...

I am pleased with my pleasurable poetic verses
writing about everything that is in my life
...

Though my memory of my childhood days seem to wax and wane

I shall try my utmost to bring my past...

Are we the chosen few and different from the rest?

Our love for creativity must surely be blessed...

Since the shut in from the covid virus epidemic
I have changed my ways in my appearance it seems I...

We laugh.. we cry.. the truth be told, as it is wrong to lie.

Our emotions are expressed every...

Chapter One: Boy meets girl..(How my parents met)..

I am Jill Tait nee’ Dawson and I thought I’d...

Galloping on my palimino the dust rolls
Across the valley of the forgotten, the dead of shadows...

Cut short a rose never truly spores
A stock rising roots
bud to flower protected beauty...