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They used to just come flying out In a wild dance of listening and spinning; Those Nouns, adjectives, verbs Tumbling over each other Creating a ..

They used to just come flying out In a wild dance of listening and spinning; Those Nouns, adjectives, verbs Tumbling over each other Creating a ..

Lying there Like a withered thought, Bent and spineless where the winds Howl and blow Where the tall grass bows With its passing; And you liste..

Walking With Angels I wasn't perfect mother, I was flawed and I was real. I didn't just lay there looking beautiful On the other side of glass, ..

Poets are strange beasts; A species all their own, Folks who give themselves to you But who always remain alone.

I have been witness to this transformation for a decade now, 10 years out of seventy watching the transformation of glory; Flash of fire before t..

Men think we are showing them Our bodies, When we are really Revealing our souls The thinly veiled heart of a women Lies beneath our breast, I..

We make one another Elaborate, often religious, Promises of a lifetime of fulfillment. We deliver each other, Days and hours of flaws, Sprawling ..

Well What do you think When the river runs Raging and roaring? When the subtle Is not so subtle at all... It's a glaring madness of hidden me..

I could have strolled Down a midnight street, Cement songs vibrating in our feet: The tales of walkers, Drumming out their beat, Against our step..