Red Brick Keshner
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PerspicuityA Poem by Red Brick KeshnerWere it not for this resurrection there would be no will to pick up the pen. Were it not for that temper, no spark the tedious Obscure could rekindle.. |
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Swords to PlowsharesA Poem by Red Brick KeshnerIn memory of my granddad (R.I.P.) who served with the USAFFE in WW2, Korea, and Vietnam this ANZAC weekend. He got awarded the Silver Star and the Pur.. |
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CheersA Poem by Red Brick KeshnerAlmost haiku |
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Looking UpA Poem by Red Brick KeshnerAlmost haiku |
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Click to ProceedA Poem by Red Brick KeshnerA web has been spun around the world wide as imagination making possible what before hand took years Many other modes of communication and in.. |
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Midway to NowhereA Poem by Red Brick Keshner` 'I was born half alive, the other half partly insane.' she dribbles inaudibly, grinning coquettishly; and in between there is n.. |
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Waterfront SolitudeA Poem by Red Brick Keshner` Less than a bell's tinkle .. |
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The Writer\'s PenA Poem by Red Brick Keshner` I am the kind that waits the wait wi.. |
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Forced ExitA Poem by Red Brick Keshner` dour fa.. |
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Not now, I\'m busyA Poem by Red Brick Keshner'Fathers (Parents), do not exasperate your children....' |
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