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The Secret

This is a tale about a simple and misunderstood man doing a good deed that no one will ever find out about.

Mom's Reward

A year and a half ago, Mom went to be with the Lord. She entered the Pearly Gates, Heaven is her reward. She was born in 1948 and died sixty-four and...

The ends justify the means

The ends justify the means Always That’s the spirit of the age

My Apology!

Dear God, I know I've been slacking on the assignment that you have given me. I'm confessing that I haven't fasted for two days just yet. I was...

The Four Flowers (Children’s rhyme)

High upon a tall green hill there grew a lonely rose but then it met a daffodil with golden frills that glowed. And then a little thistle, up out of...
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When I Am The Apple of No One's Eye

**** Warning! This poem is embarrassingly sentimental. ****
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pOST-CHILDREN pt.1

Post-Children I remember, I remember, I remember seeing: T.V. and God. And T.V screens. High contrast and beautiful, more realistic than real life...

FRIEND OR FOE ?

water's an elixir its denial would bring death but fluid in your lungs could kill by robbing us of breath . as embryos. we float along in seas within...
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Nature’s United Kingdom

My hearts persuaded by the words, in pretty native tongues of birds, that Mankind’s bonds can’t be undone; that Nature’s kingdom must be one. My...
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No Dear, Harper Murphy

Blood on the prison cell walls plead poetry. Calking up the unversed cracks tiling his barracade, staining a voice for the man who wasn’t given one...

Anti-Semitism 3

I really don't understand liberal economics if there is such a thing as liberal economics. From what I listen to on the radio, liberals want the $15...

Twitter challenge 5

Dodge & weave

Twitter Challenge

Dodge & weave

Anti-Semitism 2

The way to attack Anti-Semitism and Anti-Asianism head on is to wage an economic war on businesses that support these types of attitudes. Also, we...

Journey

*Notice. This is a work in progress and is unedited* I can remember it clearly. Not a single lingering side thought could make me forget. My heart...

Day after Day 19

Muriel, acting on May's suggestion, wrote again to her half-cousin Edith Wood (pictured above) asking her for the names and addresses of others...

No Words Can Describe It

It isn't a smell, a breeze or a song It is the haunting of a memory, it's the desire to have them back Their voice keeps playing, past actions replay...
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The Mallard God Complex (5)

5. Sit Still Dark. Where ever I am, it is dark. There is a caterpillar inching by my face. Or at least it looks like a caterpillar, it’s really too...

The actor's son.

I bought a Martini with my dead father's money. This, I thought, was fitting. He had died of a cerebral aneurysm at sixty two, brought on by a...
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