But ye are Britons’are the sons… Of that unconquer’d race, whose ar… In many a conflict from superior f… The bloody wreaths of crimson conq… Think on the trophies Creci, Poit…
Male cat slinks away, into the light drizzle of a December night’s rain. Only visible as it patters across the street lights. Maybe his friend didn’t want him close anymore, maybe one...
I am free. Yet, I am surrounded. I am uplifted. Yet, I am grounded. ...
lucy is chasing the wind her legs shake when she sleeps she loves you like her own no obligations just high praise
Her heart is aching so badly Madly in love, yet lonely, sadly..… Strong desire for what may not be… A passion so lovely, fire so blue Long nights and strange days
Fading into age Watching my grandparents grow old… Dreading the times when they might… Staring at the walls for six hours… Moved in the morning put back when…
The essence of night is her infinite darkness, that cannot be measured by space or in time. She’s as large or as small
Abandoned & stranded; distraught..… Feeling more broken than she’d lik… Longing a yearn to crave that one… Condemned and shunned from the evi… Assuming to each other is where th…
I 'm grateful for my children, my… For my health, body, and the thing… I grateful for my parents, sister,… for my home, yard, garden, and tre… I’m grateful for my bees - for wha…
Jumping in the sky When I’m in your arms I soar Diving into the Milky Way Trying to make the fear of love ok Flying over rooftops & seas
By Stanley Collymore I want my MP and the man or woman… to represent my constituency in th… be someone who knows what probity… passionately subscribes to the pri…
HE WAS working on a station in t… And he came from Conongamo, up th… And the fellows all admitted that… Since he’d smothered Stonewall… Bob was modelled for a fighter, bu…
Tears sprung my eyes. Fear fills my heart up. Anger course through my veins. Hatred is all I can feel. All those emotions is caused by th…
Embalm cope (insinuation) the Jeffer (methodology)
1 The woods are haggard and lo… 2 The skies are hooded for… 3 The moon is cold in Heaven, 4 And the grasses are sere… 5 The bearded swamps are breat…
I saw the old sea captain in his c… Shaved till his chin was pink, and… In a broadcloth suit and varnished… (I’d seen him last with a slicker… And it happened that I went home…
Take our hands, James Russell Lo… Our hearts are all thy own; To-day we bid thee welcome Not for ourselves alone. In the long years of thy absence
Tell me, was Altgeld elected Gove… For when the returns began to come… And Cleveland was sweeping the Ea… It was too much for you, poor old… Who had striven for democracy
A smartphone with AI is to a person as a person is to a horse
When looking for somebody to love you you’ll search high and you’ll search low you’ll continue to search even when God says its time to let go because only the person God as planed for...
THE wild wind wails in the poplar… I sit here alone. O heart of my heart, come hither t… Come to me straight over land and… My soul—my own!
Love is not to give up before you’ve even started. I wanted to love you because..... You needed it, you thought that you could never find it or it wasn’t meant for you. So I gave everyt...
every time i look in to the mirror i think about all the lies i’ve said. All the people i’ve hurt, all the mistakes i’ve made. All the problems i’ve caused and i wonder what the world w...
Endless existences, separate and apart. Soul,
Ethereal dreams of languid moments in long ago yesterday’s linger in my head like foreigners trapped in a long-…
This might be the last Im subject to all these changes tidal humour, ceaseless blast Ive flown higher than all angels So this is my ultimate plea
Loneliness is a lost child, lost puppy, or a lost member. In the dry, sad, desert, an eagle feather falls silently. Or a single invisible minnow
By Stanley Collymore Please hold me close, so I can fe… comforting warmth of your body next to mine and reciprocate with the intensity and
Could you imagine a place. It is soft with no edges. Not a hateful word anywhere. People smiling at you saying hello, a nodded head. Friends meet in the street, shake hands. Old family ...
Time flies from lullabies and butterflies to sad good-byes and cruel lies