Narrative

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THE DAILY ROUTINE

THE DAILY ROUTINE

I better get up out of my bed I suppose
Face the day and put on some clothes
Have some...

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We are the authors

We are the authors

We are the authors
And the creators
Of our own reality
Are we conscious
Are we...

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Wonder Woman

Everybody looks for a hero
Or mocks the one that should be.
Yet what if the hero was a mother...

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THAT C WORD

THAT C WORD

That C word happens every year
People get drunk on wine and beer
Eating plenty and stuffing...

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Fading Away

Only time can heal a broken
heart that causes sorrow
This pain bleeds deep inside
of...

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CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT

CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT

A child at night should be tucked up snugly in their bed
However in some countries they wonder the...

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THE FIRST SANTA CLAUS VISIT

THE FIRST SANTA CLAUS VISIT

I'm taking the kids to meet Santa Claus today
There is excitement in the household I really must...

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Family matters

FAMILY MATTERS POEM
My Christian family in times of distress they encourage me.
My Christian...

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Family

6 letters, only 6

The only friendship that always sticks

The love that is so natural...

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Mothers

Mothers

You are my soul.
I was born of your heart your half of what makes me whole.
Always reminded...

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Boxer

Boxer
Blood streams,
Faint screams,
Another hit in the gut.
Wham!
More...

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IS THIS LOVE? ( AN ABUSER&...

IS THIS LOVE? ( AN ABUSER'S QUESTION)

It was all skipping of heart beats when I met you
Words that fell, words that froze, all genuine...

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THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND

THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND

Science fiction to me is a load of baloney
Doctor Who I consider to be one big phoney
Music...

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The Antics Of A Would Be...

The Antics Of A Would Be Mama's Yoyo Thief

(now a penchant with less Zionist trenchant ululation to vent.)

Not a peep passed thru mine -...

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That Day

That Day

It was the day that the sky wept tears of rain and cackled with the rage of thunder and lightning. It was...

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Israel Beckoned...In A Dream

Israel Beckoned...In A Dream

This secular skeptic beheld,
eyes hallucinated, harried, felled
and haunted by
...

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London in its prime

I looked up to the sky, clouds around
The white rain appears without a sound
I look up as...