Sing a song of genuine gladness Cast away all gloom and sadness And with all your heart’s delight Sing away your longest night. Sing a song of grief and sorrow Fretting upon uncertain morrow. To make the darkness bright, Sing away your longest night. Sing…

Solitaire, it’s a game played in isolation. Alone in one’s room or else on vacation. Matching hearts, aces, diamonds, spades Single file, up and down, the cards parade. So what else do you do by-yourself alone With no Twitter or Facebook to now intrude, No…

a man stopped by to see if I was in a man, a gentle, kind looking man needing to find a friendly face to see if I was in he took time from his day needing to find a friendly face he was a gentle,…

Hot red lust, anger, the will to power excites with most intensity. But orange energizes, a heat a bit less intense, health and vitality. While happy yellow brings forth childhood memories of sunlit meadows. Lawns of green grass now evoke those endless meadows hikers frequent…

Swiped right, Moved left In this adventure with insanity I dance with devils At night In the daylight, I cry. The angels Bore me to tears. So, I swipe again For another devil To take just that much more of my soul A soul I…

Born perfect, a bundle of joy to a blessed mother, “Let it be a boy,” said God, Restless hormones made me crazy of soccer, robbers and thieves my favourite game, A few black eyes and bloody nose under my name, proud of many rules broken…

I enjoyed the Poetry Marathon back in 2016 … so, despite being behind on a lot of things; joining the Facebook group until today! I seem to have registered in time. I am many things … A Renaissance Woman. Published Author & poet in the…

Faithless, we need to kneel, driven to the floor. Giving thanks to those who daily knead bread, Put roofs on houses, and make wayfarers’ beds, Nurse the sick, teach kids, and mind the store. We need to sing praises for the Earth’s bounty, While mindful…

It’s more than just a little exaggeration That my poetic verse fits every occasion. But then, I’m older than Appalachia‘s hills, A Shakespeare’s genetic clone in my skills, Noblest of scholarly poets, so it’s a shame, I’m just a Who’s Who removed from fame. With…

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