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Why Worry Of Tomorrow:Part 2

I hear her running at break neck speed

over mountains and cliffs

praying the wind will catch her wings

spread eagle

as flying Africans

no constraints up here… 59 more words


The Day Misery Knocks

Don’t fret the day misery

knocked at your door

you knew he’d come

take off his shoes

break all your rules

put a squeeze on your toothpaste tube… 75 more words


The Real Has No Eascape

reality is slippery

sand in my hands


The real recedes every morning


I’m not sure what I live in

My Poetry

Every Day She Said ‘Hello’ To This Homeless Man !

Every Day She Said ‘Hello’ To This Homeless Man. But One Day He Handed Her A Piece Of Paper…

His name is Ramundo Arruda Sobrinho and for 35 years, this 77-year-old homeless man spent his days doing his passion: writing poetry and short stories.But his work remained completely invisible to the world until one day in 2011, he befriended a woman named Shalla. 63 more words

Art & Paintings


I take the snap from the center,

fake to the right, fade back…
I’ve got protection.

I’ve got a receiver open downfield…
What the hell is this? 124 more words


Let's Be Weak

telling someone to be strong

is like telling a building to be still in a hurricane

only the trunk

that bends to the wind

can weather the storm… 58 more words