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LOST AND GONE FOREVER You might call this a thank you note, it sure is not a poem. I don`t know how long I loved her maybe always, but at lea..

RENEWALL The air is crystal Clear Humans standing Tall Love to be Man On this sweet Day ---- John Crowley

WHAT TIME IS IT, REALLY ?A Story by Eagle Cruagh WHAT TIME IS IT, REALLY ? Back in the 1920`s Einstein fixed the existence of time. Well..

KEY TO THE GOLDEN DOOR She is fair with golden hair And a heart of gold No she had auburn hair And she was pleasing When we met she offered ..

MAD MILLIE She always was a victim Poor Millie Down at the station Her and Poor Pitiful Pearl You remember Pearl From when talkies came S..

A peek inside the CAFE as seen by a cowboy. COWBOY VISITS THE CAFE While work`n down at the sale barn Shovel`n you know what I started t..

SCENT OF PASSION Faint on a gentle breeze The honey ofmating bees Token of yesterday`s love Indescernible needs Perhaps it was her glove ..

BAD HABIT Hey, he`s good looking She`s cute Aint that just life Why ? I turn on the puter Go to 'writers on line" Or just look at my top t..

ASCENDENCY After hours of reading reviews Thinking what they choose And why I come to no conclusions Or maybe just a little one or two Som..

SHIPS AND THE SEA Melody and the Sea My mind is alert, but I appear to be paralyzed. Melody stays in the bed with me warming me and nourish..