R. S. Morris
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Solitude From The GarageA Poem by R. S. MorrisI grew up with a garage in the back.Learning skills that I could pass on.I thought it was normal for every kid.Never thought one day it would be gone... |
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Racing TIme Has ForgotA Poem by R. S. MorrisOff to the junkyard we go. The racing season is over.. |
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Me and The VenturesA Poem by R. S. MorrisTeaching myself guitar as a kid. Had old records to listen to. .. |
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Going Home To HomeA Poem by R. S. MorrisTwenty five years growing up in Georgia. Then moved on spreading my wings... |
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Hav-A-TampaA Poem by R. S. MorrisAlong the walls are shelves of boxes, .. |
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La Paloma Ciega (The Blind Dove)A Poem by R. S. MorrisNot much going on in my life. Chose to sit around a.. |
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Kicking The PanA Poem by R. S. MorrisI was walking to the chopper, It's been a faithful old Pan. .. |
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Checkered Flag Victory LapA Poem by R. S. MorrisRacing today has changed.Traditions have been givin' a slap.The most important missing of all,the Checkered Flag Victory Lap.Past racers were a specia.. |
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Garage Picasso'sA Poem by R. S. MorrisMy new little garage in the back. I left.. |
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The Dirt Race Track From My YouthA Poem by R. S. MorrisThe anticipation mounts, M.. |
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