Adventure

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Freestyle song...a limerick...

Freestyle song...a limerick-to-be

There was a child who grew up wild
With his voice free from any key;
His parents told him, Be...

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Sweetness

A magic dream soars the skies Looking for its owner, it got a little lost you see , but now it’s getting...

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Maturity

A man who tells the tales of life is better in his mother’s eyes ..mistakes ,moments and regrets are...

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Breathe

Breathe

Breathe
Dive deeper
Try to survive
Without breaking eye contact

Listen
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A line on the horizon

A line on the horizon

Oh lonesome sailor
e’er seafaring the salty sea
Escaping man-made’s earthly wonders
...

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Recalling Traipsing Thru...

Recalling Traipsing Thru Valley Forge National Park Under Full Moon

Lunar radiance this small hour
June fifteenth thousand and nineteen
(very early morning...

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Encapsulation Versus...

Encapsulation Versus Elaboration...

Therefore, I opted to
reduce heavy sedation
within unsuspecting reader rabbit
...

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Birth Right

Birth Right

My focus is on the heart
So when I sleep, I dream of the pride lands
And awake with the...

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SOMETHING INSIDE OF ME

The seed inside is now starting to grow
How it will turn out I really don't know
Will it be...

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‘Home is where the ❤️ Is’

‘Home is where the ❤️ Is’

Why oh why does one suppose
The ‘Grass is greener on the otherside?’
Tho we may forage the...

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Average Size Non Boldface...

Average Size Non Boldface Type Longfellows

Alias Adobe Jenson Albertus Aldus here
wed Alexandria (Algerian, an all around
American...

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The ancient oak tree

The ancient oak tree

Beneath the covered canvas of the ancient oak tree
multitudes of miniatures creep secretly
A...

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Tiddilywinks is two?

Tiddilywinks is two?

Tiddilywinks was in a hurry
She was rushing for a date
to her friend’s burrow in the meadow...

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‘Blowin’ a hooley’?

‘Blowin’ a hooley’?

The south westerly wind is ‘blowing a hooley’
Forcing it’s fierceness towards my face
So my...

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Childhood games

It was easier like counting 123 growing up as child , no worries in the world time seems longer each day,...

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Paternal Grandfather Aaron...

Paternal Grandfather Aaron Harris...

Lovely bones long since disintegrated
into dustbin of genealogical history,
if still alive...

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‘The great outdoor’

‘The great outdoor’

In a solitary moment I stretch my bygone mind
I wander back to my childhood
to the little...