To honour one’s predecessors, Is deserving & kind, Especially ones of the same name So fine, James Dickey writes 'Deliverance’
Call me nothing, Call me up again, Just call me “Stormy Dan” I run from you, You chase me down again,
We are born Not for ourselves But for each other, Brother for sister, Daughter for father,
What innocence lives! Found in her sweet face, So pure, simple barely A trace of knowledge, her world is without cares,
What is the latest news? What is the weather? What’s new in the world Does knowing it make me Better for having the knowledge
Nothing beats the excitement & exp… Of a newborn! So much hope—so muc… This is new life—the seeds of unio… In the newborn, is the loving piec… A young, vulnerable human being ha…
Hopeless? Ship wreck? Destitute? Mutiny Or land in sight? I must assault the senses I will…
Pieces of glass; fragments & bits, Once alive once whole, Now tattered & torn, Pieces of puzzles screaming to be… Pieces of trouble, unhinged, disso…
Our sickness, illness disease Our stumbling blocks, Our unrest, Is God’s method His test Our souls are both
He came, He left, Again & again, He operated by stealth, He did not call me by name
A sea of people I see, I look inside myself, I am one of them, There is no difference, No separation at the seams,
Trees are gentle giants That scrape the sky With their groping grace, Timeless & motionless They mirror 'God The Father’s
Writing & reading poetry Is delicious, Like smelling & eating Mom’s Apple pie without the dishes, What is life for but
My favorite sounds are of the seas… The bells that end class; the soun… Calling me for supper; the sound o… Having their druthers after the ra… I love the sounds of buttons bounc…
I love to wear dresses, To feel like a girl, In pretty petticoats, pinafores, Wedding gowns & sundresses, I swi… I love to wear dresses