Life’s Memories Forgotten
Life’s Memories Forgotten You gazed at me in a strange way one day, It made me feel odd, out
Read morePoetry is a genre of literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm.
Life’s Memories Forgotten You gazed at me in a strange way one day, It made me feel odd, out
Read moreGraves Forgotten – Born and raised in the state of Colorado, I have spent considerable time wandering in the mountains
Read moreThe quiet of equilibrium Shattered by a burst of adrenalin Blood redirected, only for what’s affected Miniature moments of evolutionary
Read moreYou think I do not want a simpleton’s way Father chose me to
Read moreTemple of the Heart In the consciousness of Samadhi’s Divine Light, Stilled thoughts twinkle like the stars o’erhead; I wonder…
Read moreOld Houses – I love abandon old houses and their stories that they tell. Growing up in Colorado and
Read moreMy Keyhole Garden The end of concrete sits the Petunias, a lavender petal points to the left from Maple freshly
Read moreTime for me has come to an abrupt and chilling standstill My body wracked with an uncomfortable and nagging stiffness A
Read moreFreshly Fallen Snow Way tucked away beyond the eyes The
Read moreThe pirate ship bounded over the waves, the jolly Rodger waving in the breeze. Out upon the deck, stepped the
Read moreWhen there are no words The coffee is cooler now than when I started in truth I love it that way
Read moreRemembrance, Beauty Sublime Supinely you laid a victim to time ‘til the trumpet keeper blows his trumpet clear A
Read moreWhite Rock Road and I Still Believe In Magic. I was born in 1960 in Denver, Colorado. The story of
Read moreInfinity and me… Vanquished light recedes to night with a whimper, and star-crossed those beneath, gazing into the firmament, their
Read moreA dexterous touch, flesh tingling from the cool rush of air, as day falls slowly and shadows elongate, herald the
Read moreAn Ode to Morn Rising… Do I choose the refracting light that infuses my dark slumber, teasing my sentience to
Read morec’est la vie When life doesn’t, present you with roses, when
Read moreMidnight Rains How they always come so entwined your memories and these midnight rains, the silvery threads that once fondled
Read morePlummeting temperatures ushering in a stillness without comparison Fluidity gives way to an opaque stiffness, often shimmering and beautiful Water
Read moreMore Than Language It’s more a cadence than a march Your knees will bend your feet will arch Your
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