A list of divinities and beautiful things.
A list of divinities and beautiful things:- / will cause lashes to flutter; make angels sprout wings.
A tear runs down her face. Daddies not coming home. He’s gone without a trace. Daddies little girl is now left alone.
A Very sad poem I wrote. It Disgusts me how some men have what I desire most in life which is a family!
AS HE LAY DOWN IN BED / SENSUOUS THOUGHTS RAN THROUGH HIS HEAD / EVEN THOUGH SHE WASN’T THERE THAT NIGHT / HE FELT HER HOLDING HIM OH S…
In times of passion I’ll call his name. / In trying times, I’ll do the same. / My oath I’ll hold with a heart tis bold
He followed me home / As cats often do / They seem to know / I love them too / I picked him up / Very carefully / And right away / He purre…
and love and hate coexist…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
it’s a great life…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available From: http://www.cafepress.com/byrongates.26516064
and my opinions mean less…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
i have yet to have someone listen to me…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available From: http://www.cafepress.com/byrongates.26516064
and person is replaced with artist…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
beyond any vision we can imagine…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? Constructive criticism regarding any of my work, always welcomed, appreciated and read with an open heart. / Personal eMail These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
that simple dynamic that we all seek so desperately…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? Constructive criticism regarding any of my work, always welcomed, appreciated and read with an open heart. / Personal eMail These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
when ill-tempered and unrehearsed words wound others…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? Constructive criticism regarding any of my work, always welcomed, appreciated and read with an open heart. / Personal eMail These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
but most of all i love the silence in life…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? Constructive criticism regarding any of my work, always welcomed, appreciated and read with an open heart. / Personal eMail These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
and friends and lovers who were by no means real…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? Constructive criticism regarding any of my work, always welcomed, appreciated and read with an open heart. / Personal eMail These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
hidden away in my heart ever so close…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
I wrote this poem in September 1997. My husband and I raised 9 children, this is ten months in our house in a nutshell. Tassy refers to t…
It was a Time for the Soul / Rich in a carpet of nature / Golden and alone / Birdsong and art classes / Of cutting fire log / And party sing-s…
It was a time for the soul…...
home, yard, future, child, childhood, happiness
This is where I come from. This little place that is almost gone. This is where my roots are, and where I once belonged.
A visit to the small town I spent the first few years of my life in. The place where life made sense. A happier time in my childhood before my world turned upside down and spun out of my control. A place where I belonged.
We hunt for old stone chimney pots / and the tell tale cotton palms / shading the entrance of a once stately home / and the history safe fro…
Thank you to the awesome Mr Col Brown for another gorgeous home painting / It drew from me words encapsulating the home I long for / I wish it were real and for sale and we had the funds / and the ability to move in tomorrow! .... {sigh!} .... lol
Time passes and I have seen a million shooting stars / Each time gone before my mind can register their existence / Each time only leaving …
A poetic thought formed one after noon while sitting at my desk. When I started to write it I had no idea what it was going to be or where it was going. Then before I knew it, it was finished and this is what I had done.
The firm curve of his shoulder / Where I nuzzle and purr / To press my body against his length / Moulded flesh
Feeling thankful for the love I am blessed with and hopeful that others can find their way home too…
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