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"It Had To Be Another Tuesday ...Just Had To Be."A Story by ChrisThe "Thoughts" are adults the situation - well it had to be a Tuesday. |
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"A Coffee Moment..."A Poem by ChrisA past written and yet they're always becoming still relevant - moments of life...ya know? |
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"The Price Of Admission..."A Poem by ChrisPart of the Chapbook - "The Echoes Of Thunders" |
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"How Does Your Mind Work..."A Poem by ChrisIts Tuesday - go figure |
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"Friday..."A Poem by Chris"Echoing Thunders..." |
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"Fireflies..."A Poem by ChrisDamn ...Tuesday |
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"They Call The Wind... Mariah..."A Poem by Chrisyeah...they do.. |
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"The Day After Tomorrow..."A Poem by Chris"The Day After Tomorrow..."It's a bit of gray ...todaya quiet sorta, kinda day.nothing specialnew or bright or much of light...just another...bit of .. |
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"Spiderweb's ...webs..."A Poem by Chris"Spiderweb's ...Web..."Glistening, gleaming... dew dropsrippling in a breathHow I wonderas I wanderpatterns ...ever bold ghostlets formed and w.. |
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"The Quandaries Of Silence..."A Poem by Chris"The Quandaries Of Silence..."The quandaries of 'silence': Tis better to notSpeak - she said, he said,we said,they said -ALL said"n o t" ..... |
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"The Park..."A Poem by ChrisSchool bells sound in the distance. The church steeple looms just across the street. MSU students are flowing the sidewalks going and going - its cool.. |
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"207 Olde Aerin Way..."A Poem by ChrisSeems the world is a place of pausing because we must - even and especially when we really don't - want to, at all. Where do people - go? When they ju.. |
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"Seventeen Syllables..."A Poem by ChrisSenyru ...for the unwary |
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"A Quiet Thought..."A Poem by ChrisIt was:"A Quiet Thought..."Her beauty is in my eyes -so soft and clear, just beyond touchbut not beyond dreams...Walking the meadow... Mmmmmmm,followi.. |
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"The Mourning After..."A Poem by ChrisHaiku |
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"So Many I's..."A Poem by ChrisSenyru |
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"I Shall Not Assume..."A Poem by ChrisThoughts... |
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"Through The Looking Glass..."A Poem by Chris"Through The Looking Glass..."its not silent - sitting here...the thoughts run and run....the fingers can sit frozen -but it isn't silent.How do I say.. |
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"Behind Your Eyes..."A Poem by Chrisa soft wonder... |
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