I love to wear dresses, To feel like a girl, In pretty petticoats, pinafores, Wedding gowns & sundresses, I swi… I love to wear dresses

My heart needs to heal, I choose not to feel, My mind is set to reel, I need only to get through This horrific ordeal.

God appreciates not Our physical appearance, It’s our hearts & minds Which He gives adherence to Hearts & minds that are kind,

The personals we turn to, In times of loneliness & despair, When times are tough When we are full of cares. In the personals we look

To honour one’s predecessors, Is deserving & kind, Especially ones of the same name So fine, James Dickey writes 'Deliverance’

My heart needs to heal, I choose not to feel, My mind is set to reel, I need only to get through This horrific ordeal.

Another day has past, I feel peace at last, The spings overflows their banks As I give joy & thanks A bird once in bondage is set free…

New poets struggle with the weight Of the world, New poets feel invisable, They curl up in a ball & feel like giving up all;

I live to weave my thoughts Into words, My word into phrases, My phrases jump to life On paper;

True communicate is not Attained with the body, But with the mind, The body can be wanting affection, Wanting intersection...

Call me nothing, Call me up again, Just call me “Stormy Dan” I run from you, You chase me down again,

I feel unproductive today, But that’s alright Because Ulysses is sleeping on th… I feel unwanted & unattractive, But that’s alright

What innocence lives! Found in her sweet face, So pure, simple barely A trace of knowledge, her world is without cares,

Set a course, Map the co-ordinates, Make adjustments along the way, Life is in progress, Live your life day-to day,

He came, He left, Again & again, He operated by stealth, He did not call me by name