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MIRROR OF THE SOUL
The face, a canvas where emotions reside,
A mirror reflecting, where the...

DREAM BEAUTY
Eyes full of dreams, a smile full of stories told,
A shimmering pond where...

Tis early morn.
On my soul another day does adorn.
Sky coloured an electric blue.
All...

My son,
My son,
I miss you.
I wish I could see you and hear all your war stories...

Memories painted in my mind in oils and water colors
Some in youthful, happy colors, painted with...

The frost moon, a winter's dream

Frosted with snow like icing on a cake

...

If I cared I would no longer be dangerous
If I mourned
I would know the reason for my grief...

Literally breath of life is our air
The flowing invisible element we take so casually
The...

Me thinks dear Yorick
I am seduced with words today
The floodgates of consciousness got a...

If the days aren't sweet enough then remember how few of them are left
If the trifling things of...

I may sill have days where by brain and body dissociate form each other but that’s okay as I’m learning...

Warning: The following material no worse than getting cooties. I remember them way back in grade school,...

the kitchen window
is its own picture thing
ivy clad walls
first buds of spring...

They show their creations...

As if it should make them proud?

They show their dark side of...

You lay it all out in pretty stones
What you took what you gave
What you've lost what you own...

Time is slipping away
like sand between my fingers,
but sadness I shall not cultivate
...

Time is a river, silent, swift,
A fleeting breath, a whispered gift.

It moves through...