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A murmuring Choir
with rushing voices
mimicking the Sea,
Speak to us of
Lessons
Wisdom and
Choices…
Who could they be?

Little ones please listen well
This is a story I must tell.
To help to keep your sanity
When walking past the old goat tree.

invisibly damp, moist, wet and swimming

Change happens…
Why…?
For What/Whom…?
We need reasons to accept the Change
It is continous…eternal…
It is face of TIME
Deny or Accept…
It is for us…
to be in the s…

I am trying to make sense of this dirt;
this stasis of living inside the us of us.

But how much sense can be made
when our love pockets have less than enough?
And the banks
of our institution
are full…

Got the turkey in the oven. Came on here to Wish Everyone A Happy Thanksgiving! Having family here today so it will be nice. Wish my dad could be here too! Miss him alot!

My day started at 4:17 this morning so I can stick my hand up the Turkeys ass and then shove it in the oven!

My tongue
is alive
with garden,
climbing the walls
of my mouth,
feeding my mind
with lavender blooms,
twining my feet
to themselves,
seeding the earth
as I go.

And up
through the roof
where I am
housing small …

woo00t! Published it on blurb – on Halloween lol! and sent for a copy for myself of course!! it’s called Paddy Pumpkin & Prof’ and I had a great time writing it all in rhyme a…

watching, outside my bedroom window;

her leaves playing touch with the glass.

It is skewed and screwed up like Jack
from The Shining, and is clearly becoming

a ve…

Today, Tomorrow and Forever
I am a photographer

I sat staring into the long dark night
with comfort from the warmth & glow of the firelight.
Mother Earth was crying
as Winter came again.
I could hear her cries & a moan
as Winter swept through t…

Surrounded by all this exuberant death
and dying;
and living in valuable sin! against nothing
and everything
and all for the same end—an end
for another beginning—
brings cool beads
of hard rain
to th…

Come with me to my trees
and know life and love
and celestial grove

…breathes life into a lonely room.

Oh I am an Artist
I produce art upon inspiration
For others to enjoy
It fills my life

Peace permeated my soul when I drove in those early mornings….nothing moved outside as I felt a stirring glow of warmth seeping into my heart.