Monthly Archive: August, 2018

San Francisco, Monterey and Big Sur

San Francisco, Monterey and Big Sur The year 1992, I left the Iraq border for New Jersey. I spend three months at Fort Dix, N.J. in the Winter months. I was attached to… Continue reading

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for the stormy days in your life.

Originally posted on twesha's blog:
The older you get, the more you realise just how important mental health is. It’s sadly not talked about much because the people that don’t go through…

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Barefoot

Please enjoy the work of a talented writer.

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Rose colored glasses

Rose colored glasses   My brown eyes beauty, my Scottish girl dream, we made promises on floors of glass. You were everything sweet and beautiful and you made me feel loved.   We… Continue reading

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Epic – Patrick Kavanagh Poem

Originally posted on Rebel Voice:
Patrick Kavanagh was born in County Monaghan in 1904 and died in 1967. He was a colourful and combative character who wrote of the life of the rural…

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‘The portrait of you’

The portrait of you Phantom dreams led me to you. You were my illusion of perfection. I was flattered when you condemn me to loving you forever by a gesture of hello and… Continue reading

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Ready to Serve

Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer. Pass-on please. We need to lead with concern, love and kindness.

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My Grandfather house

My Grandfather house (First written on 14 March 1980- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly. I have growth from a small lad to a old man.   I remember following… Continue reading

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Robert, Uncle Bob

Robert, Uncle Bob My teacher, my family and my friend. My world is more lonely without you. You were safe place for me as a child. You were my hero and you taught… Continue reading

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For a kind elder- No tears at my farewell

“No tears at my farewell A Poem by Coyote Poetry Enjoy life. Take every opportunity to tell someone you love them.”   No tears at my farewell   When my body becomes tired… Continue reading

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