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Grandpa's Prize
Oh, Grandpa Bennie, take me please, I promise to be good! Ill even bait the hooks for you And do just as I should! The old man looked down at the child Big tears welled in his eyes, Id love to take you with me but We must say our goodbyes. But, Gran
Laughter from the Park (Babenhausen, Germany - Spring of 1975)(Revised)) and "A
Laughter from the Park Birds fly over headcars running by going nowhere a kids laughter is heard, echoes throughout the little park a siren goes offthe boy doesnt know why(at the military base nearby) it sounds again, soldiers smiling with their mar
Grief - The Persistent Visitor
Grief still comes to visit me quite often. Too often for my taste. He steals into my thoughts slyly, cunningly, ruthlessly. He is an ill-natured, inconsiderate, rude fellow, Who makes me listen to his harsh reprimands. He is full of rebukes and gibe
The Concept of "Time" - Why Some Are Given So Much, and Others So Little
My Time I lost my watch, but my time didnt stop In fact, my time seemed to be passing me by So I gave chase, but it was like I was running in place As time became my horizon Or the prize that I must keep my eyes on But I would rather stare directly
The New Me
For anyone who cares to compare I understand what Langston meant when he said; Life for me aint been no crystal stair Young man in the concrete jungle So many roadblocks in the way Couldnt help but stumble Took a hard fall to get me on the humble So
Inside of Her Dimensions
I entered her dimensions like a thief in the night. And I watched her from the shadows; reaching out and touching her then retreating to a past lifetime. She stirred ever so slightly and rubbed the spot where my finger grazed her beauty. I stood whe
Hurricane Katrina - Why?
"The Katrina Blues" Ive been watching the news Humming and moaning the Katrina Blues Watching news crews snooze Trying me, Lying to me Ignoring human suffering A man said Im going out of my head, my wife is dead And you didnt so much as offer him Bu
A Poor Farmer's Wish
In Returning to Live in the South, (Part II), Tao Qian writes, I sow my beans below the Southern hills, Though grasses flourish, the sprouting beans are scarce. So I rise at dawn to clear the land ... and beneath the moon I carry my hoe. But the pat
What My Heart WHISPERED TO Me About 9-1-1
WHY!?! Did it take a tragedy Such as 9-1-1 To bring this nation together As one And WHY!?! Are we back to the way We use to be Before the 9-1-1 tragedy No more unity No more flags flying Proudly Diligently Freely No one knew that morning That later
The Lost American - From Exile to Freedom
The Lost American: From Exile to Freedom, by raising star, Michael Lee Johnson, poet and freelance writer, is about one man's journey into exile to Canada over the Vietnam War many years ago, his struggle, his survival, his road to recovery and stre
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Grandpa's Prize
Laughter from the Park
Grief - The Persistent
The Concept of "Time"
The New Me
Inside of Her Dimensio
Hurricane Katrina - Wh
A Poor Farmer's Wish
What My Heart WHISPERE
The Lost American - F
 
 
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