Happy in my, madness, Free from all, my sadness. Letting go, of the,...
i seek to find clarity For me to feel free, Free from heaviness I seek enlightenment...
For every,drop of blood, that was taken, From me Ten more, I shall return,...
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What’s the use of crying, in a Yesterday that’s gone? What’s the point of worrying, in a Tomorrow...
Do you know where the sun goes when it’s hidden in the sky? It sits behind a passing cloud singing...
Flames rising higher from the kindling I have laid as I stare into my fire with two...
I imagine little house on the prairie (bordering Lake Woebegone), a place to hang cloak...
Please Lord when I write today pray my poem pass on some fun, this is all I ask of thee when all is...
I’ve wrote poems about the weather, yes my books have one or two I’ve jotted ditties that are...
He plays the saxophone so well as he belts out the blues whilst he taps out his rhythm with his black...
Passing each other like two ships in the night, with their cargo container’s & their beacon’s so...
I passed by a busker on Quaker Street He played his songs that had a good beat I looked in...
Count your blessings name them one by one, yet only one seems boring so when that is done Count one...
Strive ahead with determination never go down the slippery slope Don’t be bulldogged into...
Pilgrim of promise That is my job description. For Now. I am at times confused feeling...
She huffs as she puffs & blows down through her mound, a whistling wind with an eerie sound ...
Poetry knows no age, as thee Marcia Abramsohn write (by hand nonetheless, a long lost art)...