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I packed to Oz late afternoon... in rainbow-colored hot air balloon I said goodbye to nobody... wearing something oh so gaudy! I landed on the Munchkin land...
Good Tidings By: Imrogue Bring good tidings this Season th… Chaotic minds, may peace come to y… Hope in hearts embrace it well,
Words radiated with intensity, With great ardor for poetry... Faced with sorrow and agony, He poured his soul incessantly. He spoke about his troubled heart;
The proud man came to preach endlessly he speaks of life he’d rather choose to second
Her tattered red shoes waited for years in dim-lit corner— mending’s needed no more
As I walked once more through a trail in the woods, dried leaves crushed under my feet… The mist rose from beneath and lac… around the Oaks, Pines, Maples, a…
The storm of the night abated to t… Silver lining of clouds highlighte… deep dark canvas above... soon to bare clear starry sky with twinkling stars
His piercing hazel blues stared ba… Searching for her lost soul... He was there to save her from madness that left her in torm… He was there to hold her hands
No Absolution By: Imrogue She left the room with unsteady gait. Her heavy heart wept for him
It was dark, but comforting in the place where I once was. Looking forward to see the light and maybe breathe the air— I was weightless—
By: Imrogue Bring her flowers, bring her pies.… Some dandelions, but not blowflies… Pick up a stick, she won’t even mi… She’ll appreciate whatever you may…
Give it a rest, someone told me se… I replied more than once or twice: I will rest when I’m dead. Do you… I am only here on earth for just a… I will strive to do good deeds to…
In the hallway, she sat in her cha… as if waiting for someone to ackno… The blank stare and weary look in… manifested long lived years. Her thin lips almost drawn to a sl…
Saturday visit to the marina was a lovely reminder of yesterday… We were greeted with handsome craf… Each tide’s rise and fall lulled t… crafts like babes in cradles
The crimsoned branches of the plum… stretching out vertically, The pears’ luscious greens flutter… as the breeze tickles the branchin… The grape vine’s sprouting leaves