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A writing place to read, or perhaps to dream. In and Out of Time Maya Angelou. I was always yours to have.
Song of the New Earth. In my craft or sullen art. We are dead groups of matter when we hate. A single wheel impels the whole machine. Matter and spirit; yea, that simple law,.
A blog of my own musings, my poetry, and anything else that happens to be on my mind at the time. I might include anything from my newest poem to perhaps an old favorite, to perhaps a new recipe. Sunday, August 15, 2010. I will press on! Now, a newer poem.
Monday, January 12, 2015. I Worked on Friendship Today. I sat and talked with a friend today. He just listened and filled me with love. My eyes filled wet when I told him. Who, inside, I really was. I told him of my childhood. And listed the things I missed. I told him of the pain I felt.
Everything I write is mine, please do not copy, it is extemely rude. He looked at her sympathetically, pitifully, his eyes gazing at her tear-streaked cheeks. Paint pictures, write poetry, watch tv, etc.