i always fear what people might say when they find out i’m a poet -the world tends to have trouble…
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A new day has dawned, the sun is shining bright A fresh start is here, a chance to make things right The…
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Rhetorical questions, silent moments, salty tears stressful loads of work filling up my desk and many questions and plans traveling my mind…
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I modeled this poem after Ashley M. Jones’ “Hymn of our Jesus and The Holy Truck.” Read it from any of the…
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Is just a color? Nature? Life? is just a color? Maybe we need Green.
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A shrill scream shattered the peace of the silent night air. The source of the scream’s rushed footsteps echoed in the dark…