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Better Days/ Wanderer

At times so lost
You’re so far away
I sit on my bed,
Listen to your old tapes
The guitar sings out
In my little room… 335 more words

Writing

I drew a house

I drew a house.
Then I drew a windows
and the door.
And the chimney, of course.
And even
a curly smoke
above the chimney, … 128 more words

Poem

Destruction

Thought I would only speak
pretty words,
see the beautiful world as it is.

I lost it all.

No color at all or just darker. 31 more words

Poetry

Sleeping In

Prelude to winter,
this gray summer morning.

Forget about autumn;
it’s just a lovely distraction.

Pot holes are spilling last night’s rain;
mud holes make rainbows… 53 more words

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First Love...

First love is a cupid’s play,
Everything is perfect;what can I say!
Summer breeze makes the flowers sway,
Scintillating music,beatific scenery all along the way. 277 more words

Poetry

July 28.14.......What Can We Do?

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What Can We Do?

 

After the day’s lights go out,
after supper is eaten
after “the world news” 

We can walk out into the warm night, 92 more words

Meditations