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Where is my mind?

description of my undiagnosed illness and how it makes me feel
Cherry

Captive

He awakens hot, hungry and drenched in perspiration and urine Unable to get up he reaches out a timid hand only to be met by the cold, lifeless bars of his prison cell

Music And Me

A personal story of the music that meant something to me in life.

Was it you?

Innocent youthful fun ;)

ODE TO BE poem

A meandering line of White Birch is more than slivers of joy

TREE FORT poem

I saw their cabin a-building in these woods

BEYOND LIFE'S GREAT MOMENTS poem

I am threatened with rain when I desire fire

Why Cry?

Why cry? Now it's Autumn and leaves are falling copiously as tears. Tears will stain the book; ink will run and all my thoughts will be undone. Why cry? Outside clouds rush by,

Remembrance - Elegy by Graves

Dulce et decorum est...memento mori ...Lips parted in silent suffering syllables, His mute monologue mounting evidence of imminent mortality... Death had already robbed him of his voice,
Cherry

The Ingenuous Don

no, I'm not explaining it...

Summer's Mourn

Re-posting this one. The second piece I did on ABC; because I like it - and it is like a winter's day here today ;)

Nomenclature

Aron, Bradlee, Jasun, Keyra, Karron, et al.

CAT-TAILS poem

sentinels at shore’s swept rug

A FISHING STORY poem

Weathered spars stretched silently in a ghastly death amid the sandy shore

DECISIONS...DECISIONS story

“Hey…Harry! Look, humans. Do you think they’re going to swat us for crashing here in the camping trailer?”

Busker On Board

Every journey begins with taking the first sall step. Here is where the busker finds his feet .

Matty - Parts 13 & 14 (end)

Part 13 – Sir Henry's Return

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