via Photo Challenge: Transformation This would be that day of reckoning, descending into that darken craven of eternal discovery, the sting in this mornings freezing wind dipped, the cruelty that is the task master's whip, my eyes searched inward in solitude, the magnitude of securing the required fortitude. That grayish dark dotted moon on the…Read more Transformation! Forged By Frictions Force and Desperation
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The Human Toll When Hate Unfolds
These bitter hearts! love speak not from a sinister will oh tender droplets clinging to the soft peddles of the daffodils. This pain brews within the confines of our fallow soul while migrating swallows sing to the whistling wind as it blows Mastery! of this misery those reckless state of minds hear the buzzing bubble…Read more The Human Toll When Hate Unfolds
LET US EXPLORE SINGAPORE
It was then in 1819 Sir Thomas Stamford comes to town, this diamond-shaped oases in Southeast Asia of all places. The crown in a 60 islet chain 85 miles north of the equator, the pride of the East India company once apart of Malaysia. Sovereignty! it’s 1824 when the British Empire got Singapore, the British…Read more LET US EXPLORE SINGAPORE
Country Inn
It’s late November in this Atlantic costal town in New England, with it’s jagged coastlines cold misty dread! I think enough said. My mother’s family had moved long ago some said forever more then in her will said a letter, a country inn now come and get her. Now I’m on this narrow dirt road…Read more Country Inn
UNBURDEN BY YOUR SMILE
Hearing your whisper in the meadows of spring No longer broken heart among still vivid dreams Cast out the light from wretchedness of my past Instilled reflective visions why shall they not last Reaching the bottomless cesspools of wanton folly Manipulative! the mistrustful still fools will volley Forsaken ye jealousies the intolerant are jubilant! Reveling…Read more UNBURDEN BY YOUR SMILE
SAVE THY NATURE (a rewrite)
Hear the cries in nature’s song death! in need of revision who will fix this wrong, we stumble along nature’s path the clinging mist of fresh grass, feeling the warmth of the sun will this last. See the beckoning of the blue sky’s hanging over this marshy wet land, jettisoning out of this lush green…Read more SAVE THY NATURE (a rewrite)
