Narrative

I was born next to a hill
A green grassy hill

When I was 1 I stared at the hill...

I was born next to a hill
A green grassy hill

When I was 1 I stared at the hill...

I was born next to a hill
A green grassy hill

When I was 1 I stared at the hill...

Have you ever met the magnificent kookaburra?

Cheeky he is, did you know he giggles?

I...

I set my sights on Everest high
To climb its face in the shrouded skies
In the dead of night...

This blank page I gaze upon,
Bids me farewell, screams: ‘Begone!
Begone with your words in...

Dancing shadows of leaves
tell me it's autumn

colorful shades
turning from...

From the rich lands of Africa
Where my forefathers roamed free as the wind,
Living off the...

Where did the summer go, pointing us to winter's doors
The trees were swaying in the summer breeze...

Ever seen the shadow of death?
ever seen it, running across the lawn from the kitchen window?...

I am poetry, the voice of deep thoughts
Shining light on memories once lost
A canvas that...

The struggles continue between his faith
And self-indulgence,
As the fight for his soul...

Many wait on the world for a handout
With all that's there for the taking, they wait it out.
...

If you were in love
the day would be like
A delightful puzzle to be
Worked
You...

I make no excuses for the words I choose
being tired of the deceit, of being abused
I...

Simple and untainted
is what I find
n your crazy sweet smile
No complicated holograms...

from the Harris-Walz front
where liberal minded socially progressive
electorate doth...