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Elvis.

Last night I watched a fascinating documentary about Elvis. I’ve watched many films, documentaries, concerts about him. His life was SO amazing. Born...
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Easter Thoughts
Now! Still the air, revealing beauty of maiden petals, vases in airy rooms, rose hip kisses of open buds, bringing a welcome to the Easter home. In...
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Secretly Smitten
You have such a way with words That by the time I've dreamt of you I'm already flocking with the birds The ones you chased, the ones you rate The...
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Conceived In Isolation
Will sweet nectar of her garden be too much to resist? Hunger ancient and mysterious as liquid ambrosia given to gods. Filling time in cautious...
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When it all goes wrong

Today I got dumped, Through a text, I hung my head Totally perplexed. We had talked at two, And then at twenty past, Her whole demeanour Changed, It...
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The Last Bus Ride 2
I saw him on his usual walk of day exercise for an older man-- once a firebrand for life‘s joy -- now accepting this act of childhood the hand he...
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GOPI

GOPI Your mother’s pain on her heart, a load of a mountain two younger brothers vying to suck her breast dry, on a skeleton just a divine crest, much...
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"I Hope He Dies!"
“I hope he dies!” Strong words, but true, last night my Husband came to me from the other room and said, “On Social Media, that’s what some people...
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The Last Bus Stop
I saw him on the walk of day a firebrand of life through an act of love. The hand he held a little child perhaps his grandchild her eyes of hope...
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