old grey Austin stands at the gate of Checkpoint Charlie a hare's breath.. to being...
Looking at you Now As grown adults I have to take pride In knowing You...
Pity the fool who lives by numbers He counts his sheep while the sagacious slumbers Imagines...
I swam the Ocean that brought something rare, the caress of a presence that fell through the air....
My feeling Death, you inspire me to write. How I love the way you lie, rest and hide, ...
Twittered Via Chilled Wren At Valley Forge, Pennsylvania
Prior carte blanche to confessing...
words buz like flies over dead meat droning .. I wonder how flies buz ? do they...
Preface: Aye do attest that poetry may not be best to express whoosh to chest
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You Cut Me Off! Snowflake recreates what is defined as the right Away...
I, (and the missus) pleased as punch residing at this Schwenksville, Pennsylvania locale,...
I travel the roads I wander, I scheme, I've learned to master, each moment each...
Writing is a window Looks deep within the soul If you want to hide On this endeavor...
Your hands on my body Thoughts unholy Wishing I had more time Little bit more body...
Lie to me hold back the truth Nothing I wouldn't expect from your youth And what a dent you...
Red White and Blue Allows us all to have a voice Tyranny tells us how to think or what to do...
I had you by my side you went away I guess goodbye And you taught me a lot of stuff about myself...
