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The Ragman Files E – 1
There once was a man who saved rag dolls, he saved them as he felt their lives were doomed, and yet, the reality was that he himself was a rag doll. As time went on the neighbors began to call him The Ragdoll Man. He had been born alone in a magical glen frequented by gypsies…
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The Gospel Hour
The Gospel of Micah, AKA the Gospel of Enoch. Micah was a goat herder on a planet known to us as Heaven. He was a simple man but became prominent in the politics of religion when he challenged the idea that the earth was flat. “It’s not,” he spoke up in a class he was…
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Writing at 2 AM
I was trying to write with a dictation program that’s in the computer. Well that didn’t work. So I switched to Dragon. It’s a little less frustrating, but still frustrating for some reason rather it doesn’t want to work with this program. So why did I come here at two a.m. I guess because I…
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SILENT WITH WORDS
Originally posted on keithgarrettpoetry: SILENT WITH WORDS Their voices can not be heard, speak without sound, From their minds, words do form, communicate with signs. Much to say in different ways as they plan their days, Silent with words that can be heard, they reach out to the world. Living in a silent land but…
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Coloring the dreams
Originally posted on Chitkala Mulye: Dedicated to my dad.. Late Dr. Ashutosh Mulye Everyday I meet you in my dreams, The dreams in bits and pieces, I hear your silence, I see your smiles, Smiles and silence that dissolve in the dark… The black and white stories, I see them linkless, Remembering them over and…
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The Church Lady & The Preacher
There once was an old lady who went church and sat at the very back. She was partially deaf but would shout out her agreement with the preacher at various times. One Sunday the preacher was talking about the sins of mankind and began by shouting out about the use of drink. The woman yelled:…
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I don’t always understand Poetry
Originally posted on Valorous Bird: I don’t always understand PoetryWhat and Why and How of itJust goes over my head Lately, some writers with metaphorsStarted making senseWhat and Why and How of itis still a complicated essence. Comprehension of the samecomes with experienceLife stories and its appearance Acknowledging the true nature of written poetic wordsAttaching the same…
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4/5/19 0825 Morgan St. Albany, GA.
The days are turning slowly to the end of our ownership here. We put the property up for sale and had an offer in three days. We took it. Selling off everything here. We have a home in Florida. This was a vacation home. Unfortunately there are problems. The primary is the medical services provided…
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2300 hours on April 4, 2019
I have no real title for this message. So I chose the time and date. Thinking====I do that sometimes. Sometimes I don’t. When I don’t I regret it. I am sure that has happened to all of you as well. I have a newsletter that I am posting my poetry to because I have come…
THOUGHTS OF A POET IN THE RAIN 