His Heart
Looking back, I see that daddy was so happy with his five kids. Mom didn’t need five for her part but she had them. To please daddy, I guess.
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Goodbye
...the coldness will keep me up at night prodding its nails into my muscles...
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- 1140 reads
Ardoyne Andy
It was different growing up back then in the forties and fifties . People had respect . Looking back its sad to think thats all been left behind .
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Is there a God?
For those who often wonder if God really exists
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- 560 reads
Why does God send trials
Are you wondering why you always get tested and tryed.
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AFTERTASTE
A family leave a house that has been a home for generations and all that they know behind to start a new life Downside - opportunities galore but how will it end?
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- 1034 reads
Flows To The River, Flows To The Sea -
Dark/Grunge influenced poem
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Stern
I bend to read the note. Between heads and arms and fingers I catch the gist and imagine. Small, concentrated brush strokes swish across stretched canvas. A furrowed brow easing
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Sonnet Between
Shall I compare you to a winter's night? You are more cold and again more bitter: Rough winds do not cause you worry or fright, and summer puts sour your icy glitter:
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Roads by Night
Roads by night, stars clustered in nests guide my dusty footprints home. I long to be there now, my head's a mess. The moon glints through branches of distressed
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