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Long ago a manifestation took place As if the wind blew me into another dimension A time where a pitchfork could have been my crutch But I decided to use just that to dig myself out of the fiery pit Down deep in the hole coals burned Perhaps if I stood around longer then my road would have been different Being...

You are calling out for me, road of dreams, To the land beyond the rainbow, Where losers become winners. You are calling out for me, road of dreams, To...

I stand at the bottom of the mountain, Looking up, my mind so uncertain. It is so high, the way looks treacherous, Steep, almost innavigable.   Yet...

Against the old oak I cling my cheek to hear a lost voice inside; The voice of a lost friend, the voice of my lost father and mother, the voice of lost...

Imagine A mildly dented beer can is sitting on the edge of sobriety.  It stands still against a shifting wind that is balancing its ‘Budweiser’ logo on...

  Mark 4:38/39 Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, “Teacher, don’t you care if we drown?” He...

When the copper bell tolls, Many a broken heart Shall quietly bid farewell to life.   Like a wall clock imprisoned by solitude, A broken heart is...

  THE STATIONERY BOY   by konsui His little dark street Is at home in the silky cobweb; His little dark street Is only loud in the missionaries’...

Dancer of the Shoe Poem By Michael Lee Johnson (V2)   Dancer of the shoe poem, I trip over your shoe string dress or gown and keep walking with a...

My Song I go home! To the heart of the northernmost mountains. It’s so hard! It’s so hard to get to me now. To the heart of the northernmost mountains I...


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