Awkward. (3)

"Get up, Danny. Get up." Ria kicked her brother's bed as he rolled over onto his side to ignore her.
Cherry

A Sonnet For My Sister.

How can a delicate flower remain? When His unloving winds impair Her stem The sun fades, the sky’s black, with pouring rain And yet still she retreats right back to him.

Greyscale

Your smile captures itself in grey and white through a convex lens encircling black and white rainbows

Verve

A girls family just left for the weekend and she chose to stay at home by herself because where they were going, she had been there before. The drive was horrendous and she hated the snow.

Free Downloads

Eleven years ago a stroke felled me, and with a great wife at my side, prayers pulled me through very difficult times.

this is how you like it

This is definitely how you like it... if how you like were written as a poem and that poem was written by me.

crazy people

Guilt for being sane. Guilt because you are supposed to understand. Guilt because you know you can never really sympathise.

Kibera

I live in the mud
Cherry

Oh, why Poseidon?!

for the tsunami...

The Passing of a Grand Lady- my Mother

Friday- March 11, 2011- Bonita Springs, Florida

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