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Saturday, January 24, 2009

This Fathers Pride

This Fathers Pride She spurned education for many years. And then there was reason for her tears. A lack of prestige and income were noted, She finally searched her conscience then voted. Achieving her goal took many hours of sleeplessness nights, Being a devoted mother she knew it was right.... Sign in to see full entry.

To Endeavor

To Endeavor Each day that I awake in this jointly self made heaven, I wonder how far I could be driven. Telltale visions begin to open wide, To the deep heart feelings I hold inside. Two weeks, a month, and then a year, Thematically feelings continually begin to appear. I love you very strongly as... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Thieves Abound

Thieves Abound Walking the streets I challenge the worst, Who will die, me or them first? Humanity has gone to their hiding places, I interrupt robbery and leave no witnesses. I move like a cat upon the silent, cobbled streets, By morning there will be four less to defeat. Searching in darkness to... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Sunrise Over The Ocean

Sunrise Over The Ocean Waking early to meet the sun, A brand new day has just begun. Engrossed in watching the waves flow in, The sun rises above all in a majestic vision. Seagulls are drifting with a screaming greeting, Searching for fish just to begin eating. Whales are gently passing, going who... Sign in to see full entry.

Sounds of Nature

Sounds of Nature Thunder rolling through the sky, Sounds of rain spatter from on high. Leaves responding to the touch, Of Mother Natures loving clutch. Curling wetness on the ground, Spinning water going round. Breezes and wind, dance through the night, Edging us on closer to the daylight. Broken... Sign in to see full entry.

Red Eyes Of Torture Their here to torment and torture me, Their memories are from long ago and far across the sea. I can survive the lasting misery, When they decide to visit me. I was sitting in this chair yesterday, I felt the presents of them in my paranoid way. The vision was short for me to... Sign in to see full entry.

Playing For Keeps

Playing For Keeps There was a time in my past, When life could end in just a blast. Listening for movement among the area, This practice could drive you to hysteria. First a bird then a snake, Counting how many steps you take. Sweeping looks from left to right, Senses so strong guarding your plight.... Sign in to see full entry.

Peering Into Her Eyes

Peering Into Her Eyes I peer into her eyes what do I see? her love and hunger looking back at me. Her desires are displayed in gentle waves Her heart and want feeding my longing crave. Love abounds as the day moves on Knowing in my heart there is just one. Emotions ascend from her loving touch I... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, January 9, 2009

Purple Sage For twenty years I traveled the sands, Way out west among the badlands. Camping and walking were the deeds of the age, I fell in love with the purple sage. A dry country bush that glistened in the sun, In my way of thinking, it was having fun. Catching less than four inches of rain each... Sign in to see full entry.

Lost City Of Atlantis (Ireland)? There was a civilization, of long ago, They were very advanced, as people know. Complete with inventions that are still used today, Suspicions of where it was, you can join the fray. Thousands of years, have come and gone, There is no writing that can be relied upon.... Sign in to see full entry.

About this Blog

I am a Vietnam Veteran of eighteen months and twenty three years in the U.S. Air Force who writes poetry. I sell my five hundred poems on cd's. My poetry is of lifes joy and termoils. I have written five hundred poems in four years and have recieved multiple accolades. You will enjoy my works due to the care and the emotions that I have created. Please enjoy yourself as you flow through my writeings. Writing Poetry is like Painting with words. "Robert Louis Stevenson:. Thank you for your reading my work.

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