Bonnie Kilmany, in the County of… Is a healthy spot to reside in to… The scenery there in the summer ti… Especially the beautiful hills and… Chorus—
Forbidden school yard Where the childeren go to play Yet as people pass by they do not… Or of the children’s mothers Even for the safety of the kids
You ‘ll believe me, dear boys, ’t… With a welcome like this in your d… To meet the same smiles and to hea… Which have greeted me oft in the y… Were I gray as the grayest old ra…
The disconcerted Porcupine, Waddles it’s way across the manicu… Paying no mind to the Calico Cat That learned it’s lesson weeks ago… Mockingbirds chase their siblings
an isolated observer whose sole existence is in his perception of others. interaction is an obstacle. to interact is to be involved.
Fly a kite In the sea breeze Out in the surf But just to the knees. Hoping the wind gusts with appropr…
How much more can this body take Before the stress devours it whole… I know for sure I’ll make a mista… Then plunging into a state of dull I’m losing the strength to hold my…
Why live if you don’t feel alive She is doing everything just to st… There’s no point in living She keeps giving and giving Until she officially has nothing
Contemplate, when the sun declines… Thy death with deep reflection! And when again he rising shines, The day of resurrection!
I never have been in Venice, I never have been in Egypt, But John Singer Sargent showed t… And I can see it on his pictures. The beauty of landscapes and peopl…
By Stanley Collymore I readily confess to being a paedo… doesn’t in any way make me an evil… from a physical, mental and even t… perceived public perception that w…
There’s no love like yours Each being would agree. You’ve protected me, kept me warm Seen me transform, Your love, as vast as the sea.
The grass was gray with the moonli… The stones were white as I came t… I came down the path by the thirte… Through the blocks of shade that t… And when I came to the high lych-…
This is the land! It lies outstretched a vision of d… Bent like a shield between the sil… It flashes back the hauteur of the… Yet teems with humblest beauties,…
it makes feet stop and can hold a stare returning a smile and keeping it there showing stuck out tongues
This is the game of our hearts! Foot to the stirrup! Away! Care with the night departs, Joy comes in with the day. A good horse tossing his rings,
Introspective leaf of revealing hi… Herb lifts the veil of ignorance a… Fume analysis subjects souls to vi… Mirror to thought, actions, reason… Aiding inner contemplation and spe…
When will be the day When I’ll know just what to say Have just the right words Without sounding absurd Formulate my script
When I was young I was eager and… believing in something came quite… Found new things to conquer and ne… worked hard for perfection most al… Dug through information piled high…
Is there a pill, a prayer or princ… to undo the damage of many years? To suppress my emotions or hide the truth? to make gone with the old, sinfull…
*Impact* Feeling invisible, I take a deep breath, Puff out my chest And ego.
I am the storm that ruined your ho… I’ll leave you with nothing, then… I am the tidal wave that drowned a… Left a path of destruction that no… I am the lightening that struck do…
At the third street on the left from Bourbon Street, the reddish brown waterline follows us to the hotel The sleek white walls appear
By Stanley Collymore Go on! Tell me, in your own words… like for you – and I want you to b… me about it. As for myself, I kno… appreciate how it genuinely felt d…
Why do you change so fast when we come into contact.. when it comes to the two of us intertwining effortlessly molding our bodies to one. Like animals of the dark fighting over the last...
His tired face look’s at the sky, but he doesn’t really see it. I don’t know what he sees, but it makes him laugh.
This night displayed us a world. Now a growing one with many beauti… Many streams and alluring rivers Many angelic plants, trees, and an… Such beautifully wild artistry we…
Once upon a time, there was a rose. So pure so beautiful so full of light. Blooming so bright. Until one day there was a mean gardner and he wanted that rose so bad he didn’t know how t...
The results are in So cold So heartless It’s pointless to resist Go bold
Beneath a snow quilt in its bedroom of frozen soil—- Does the crocus bulb know that come spring she’ll be the first flower to bloom?