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My Skies.
Dark thunder clouds covering the heated summer sky, impeded only by the white smoke from a fire nearby. I pray for rain, to douse the fire, we never seem to get much. cooling the temps down to the eighties would be a nice touch. I have never written a weather report in a poem before. … Continue reading
There are times in everyone’s life that anger will rear it’s ugly head. This is the time when our true nature gets tested most. Do we lose our cool, lash out physically and get into a fight? Do we lash out verbally at the some one, that angered us and get into an argument? Do … Continue reading
BOOKS ABOUT BOOKS There are a few things that come to mind, thinking like I do. I wish I could spend more time writing. More poetry, finish my book(s), and maybe even a few short stories. Then I would want to spend more time marketing and selling my writings. All this, so that I could … Continue reading
The first time I remember experiencing death, I was 8 or 9 years old. It was a young female friend, Christine was her name. Her family and mine were all good friends. Actually, I believe she was my first real crush. All I remember, is one day my mom told us she was in the … Continue reading
This one is in my book “Pathways” Through Your Eyes (I See You) When your passion in your soul flares, I see the fire in your eyes. Through the fire in your eyes, I see the passion burning in your heart. When you laugh aloud, I see the twinkle in your eyes. Through the … Continue reading
There once was a man from Nantucket, who loudly exclaimed “ah Ducket.” Out of the house his wife fled, to find him covered in red, from the bloody paint that spilled out of his bucket! (better said with an English accent)
I was at work today when I found out that one of the younger guys on swing shift had been suspended and he was filing a grievance to fight it. Now if he had won they would have to wipe it from his record and back pay him for the week he was out. Unfortunately … Continue reading
Right up front I am going to tell you I am not afraid of much. When I was cooking I was always around heat and sharp knives. I was never afraid of being burned or cut. I used to tell my co-workers being afraid would work on your nerves, which would in turn cause you … Continue reading
Like A Bird On A Wire I am a big guy (sort of) I love football, fast cars, motorcycles, action flicks, and beautiful women. I have to say though, that my favorite summertime sound is the sound of the birds outside my window in the morning as I get up to face my day. I … Continue reading
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