Monday, April 14, 2008

Your wandering eyes
Unfocused on the prize
Just the lies and the buys
Truly evil in disguise


Tuesday, April 08, 2008


Masters Make

True Masters
Make Art from Adversity


Wednesday, April 02, 2008


Poetry What?

My poetry has not pleased me
It all sounds the same; a crying shame
Writing 'bout heaven and my heart
Obviously it needs a brand new start
Maybe I'll write about the event of the day
Then I heard about the kids and teacher in GA
Wow, how will I sound now
All sad, depressed and broken down
The definition of poetry is
Verse of the beautiful, elevated, imaginative
So, headlines can't make my rhyme
I need the fabulous to keep my time
Speaking of time, it is almost 5 o'clock
I'm ready to shut down this computer
And turn my key in the lock


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