To My Son
Your no longer an infant.
Independence now,
Protection is fading fast.
Independence now,
Protection is fading fast.
10-10-2009
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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Body Image 2 Canvas | 0 | 01/31/2011 |
Body Image 1 | 0 | 01/31/2011 |
The nothingness that surrounds us | 0 | 05/10/2010 |
It's Over | 0 | 04/22/2010 |
No Title | 0 | 01/21/2010 |
I couldn't sleep! | 1 | 11/13/2009 |
My Name Poem | 2 | 10/11/2009 |
To My Son | 1 | 10/10/2009 |
Giving Up | 4 | 08/21/2009 |
The coming storm | 1 | 08/09/2009 |
Time | 5 | 07/20/2009 |
My Own Personal Prison | 15 | 07/19/2009 |
Pen | 3 | 09/24/2009 |
Looking Down (free verse) | 5 | 07/13/2009 |
Do Not Pray For Me | 3 | 07/12/2009 |
Today I Heard The News | 3 | 07/06/2009 |
To My Father | 2 | 11/07/2009 |
I Love You My Sweet Robert Ray | 3 | 07/06/2009 |
Cut This Away | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
Cutting | 35 | 07/14/2009 |
Randomness | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
To Dream A Dream | 1 | 07/06/2009 |
Go Big or Go Home | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
Starting Over | 2 | 07/06/2009 |
My Sister, My friend | 2 | 07/06/2009 |
Two Souls Becoming One | 2 | 07/06/2009 |
Questions | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
Now & Then | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
Wood Duck | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
This Is Life | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
America Soldier! | 1 | 07/06/2009 |
Duck Hunting | 1 | 07/06/2009 |
Wandering Soul | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
The Blowing Wind | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
Guardian Angel | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
The Fire Deep Inside | 1 | 07/06/2009 |
Final Battle? | 5 | 07/06/2009 |
Fallen Angel | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
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