miserable thing

he tries to smile, as he waits a while, for the phone to ring, what a miserable thing,

kind words

Kind words, are like a bridge, a solid ridge, across the turbulent waters, that no one taught us,


a crash of light at night, following by a thunder rumble, can make us all feel humble,


one more addition, to the tradition, of writing, and delighting, those that take pleasure, from a simple measure, of words,

fresh song

a fresh song each morning, from every little bird without warning, a new tweet, that you cannot delete, a new song, a place to belong

live by the pen

Live by the Pen

many women and men, live by the pen, as their word is heard, even the absurd, as its effect, is not yet known,


to share is to care, to learn is to earn, to rhyme is to discover, a little more from one another,

sadness and madness

a sadness, can lead to madness, struggle and strife, can take or make a life,


spare a thort, for those who taught, what may seem, just a dream, that all the nations, can develop relations,

story untold

The coffee that has gone cold, The story left untold, Blood and screams, And scattered dreams,

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