So dear to me, I love and cherish you so much,More truly than words alone can hope to express,For I am only complete when I know your touch,And in that union, I find true happiness,Blessing the day you consented to be my wife.But my heart aches whenever I...
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Recompense - Part One
Another horror story in pieces...."I want them beheaded," she announced amidst the staggered crying of the women. "You want to cling to the barbaric ways of your heritage then you can appreciate drawing your last breath with your throat against the chopping block."More cries broke out, lo...
Back To Me
If you love something set it freeYou caught my attention right from the start;It wasn't long before you captured my heart;Years later, we've been through so very much;We've not had it easy, we've had it quite rough;We've both been stubborn; there's no doubt;Until recently it seemed we co...
I Shall Not Know
Letting go when love goes wrongWe had a connection from the start; You stirred the embers in my heart;The longing I'd buried deep inside,I no longer felt the need to hide;But alas, we were not meant to be;so I gave you up and set you free;We both moved on and went our way;Tho' I've tho...
After The Storm
It's pretty calm now, after the stormThe show went on. Billy Elliot the Musical had a run of six shows from February 24th through 27th, and March 3rd through 5th. We were sold out for all the performances. It was successful by anyone's measurement. And I completed the show. We have a populat...
Glitter water flowingSun flecks on her skinDancing with the riverAs graceful as a nymphFree from care and troublesSmooth unfurrowed browThe visage of an angelWhose serenity is foundOn land her heart weighed heavyLife’s burdens bearing downAfloat, her tres...
All our eyes have seen all that lives and breathes along with each beloved face written in the stars, and now we should let the day just begin. With all coming face to face as distant thunder can be heard rolling out on the horizon, as we sit here as trav...
His last stop before the flight going home as he opens the door to the toy shop."Miss, can you assist me?" asking a sales clerk he saw on the dolls section."How old is your daughter, Sir?" The sales clerk replied"She is special and loves a huggable life s...
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Mole Story OneI can't recall when I first realized I had a mole under my arm. It was located in the center of my armpit. Early grade school is my best guess. For the most part, I was blissfully unaware of its presence. Doctors had assured my Mother that i...
The Spirit Of The Dance
A love song for creationIn the stillness of the before, you languished,Patiently awaiting the long foreseen callNo more than thought on the face of the void.Then out of the silence, the voice of wisdomBegan to sing the eternal harmony,And you awoke from your slumber and took for...
Open Road
The wanderer takes a ride up the coastI walked up from the Ventura River bottom where I spent the night. Nighttime in a homeless camp is very different, a strange mixture of camaraderie and distrust. Not unpleasant, but not great either. I was only interested in sleep without spending money....
Oh lady fair, so haughty, and so coldly proud,Entreat though I may, naught it seems can ever pierceThe adamantine shell that guards your cruel soul,And even my most honeyed words are all in vain.However hard I strive to rise above the crowdOf those that p...
Obituary
Something I started when told I had cancer...I wrote my obituary today. It feels strange to write that, a surreal experience to say the least. How does one take stock of his life? If it is by money and status, then I am very poor indeed. If it is by the number of his friends, then I again fail. Did...
Winning The Prize
To be the one"That's him, Momma."Cindy points at Simon across the schoolyard. Her mother looks at him and smiles. He's pleased but not sure exactly why.He's the new boy in kindergarten. Some other boy tells him that Cindy likes him.What's that mean?Now her mother is v...
You were the sun that burned my skin because I trusted once again;Your words were like stars that fell from the sky, Only you know how often you uttered a lie;With your smooth talk and promises, you had me believing;Though I realized too late you were onl...