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Banished! To the smoker's corner, oh how lucky I am. My vision rests upon feasts for the human eye. There is the warm glow of the lamp, casting it..

Feelin' the world all before me, I roamed across unfamiliar black tar miles. I got lost in the big cities and felt comfortable in the small tow..

[color=violet] After a child is born, this is who feels tired and worn. When baby can't sleep all night, this is who feels all uptight. When baby ..

When the madness began, I had not a clue the depth, to which I would fall. The sum total of me, fell apart at the seams. I lost not just the body..

Your anger comes flying in, as if on the wings of a jet, out of control, nose diving, straight into my heart. Then comes the sharp, hateful words,..

Winged creatures, soft and silky, hanging delicately in window panes. 04/25/04

Reverie brings thoughts, tenderly to mind; past joy, a phrase spoken, your laughter and your loving soul, the pure joy I felt in us, cherished me..

We were actors, cast in a comedy/love story or so we thought. How were we to know, the author opted for a tragedy? 05/18/06

This was when I was visiting my sister, at her home, in Canyonville, Or.

Sand dunes, huge waves, palm trees swaying in the breeze, navy ships just off shore, sailboat's closer in. The sun is beaming down its rays and th..