My Son

  My Son, You were an idea that lay dormant in my dreams, First opened your pure eyes to me, Don’t age and…

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Everything

  You are the sun that brightened my day, And scorched my skin, That pulled me from the lonely abyss, And pushed me…

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Locked

  Painting for the blind, Playing songs for the deaf, My heart’s locked in words, Few hold the key to know me best.

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Warm Winds

  You touched my life intermittently, Sunshine serenity and morose spells, Touched again, Startled you grabbed hold, Roaring passion never let go, In…

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We merge from the past

  How do we process the concept of time?, that it travels from the past present to the future. It’s linear and forever…

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A Guileful Hound

  A Guileful Hound  Seeking affirmation soothing wounds from insecurity, Grandiose fabrication of life luring Who? From lethargy, For all who will listen…

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Vectors

  Vectors A perturbed vector of vacant misdirection, then stirred emotional life, followed by its thoughtful dissection, nature created the warmth that left…

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A Walk Up The Mountain

  A walk up the Mountain Rattling bones in a fleshy vessel, charging through the embraced freedom of nature, sights of rolling mountains…

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The Meaning of Life? If it could be that the entirety of the Universe exists to produce life within it, What meaning do…

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Thank you

Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton

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