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Silly Creature

Above the clouds at 500 miles per hour you race the timeline; Headed to the…

Norman

I stood there upon the summer grass With tongs in hand before the propane gas…

Death Waits

The honey bee did plunge into the spider's web, Invisible strands of stickā€¦ Like a…

The Bodice

She is there, I can smell her still. Her magnificent fragrance spins me, senses swirl.…

Trolls

The trolls are scratching at my Facebook page Wretched, railing reptiles, ripe with righteous rage.…

Winning

In 2017, I was honored to have had one of my poems, The Vagabond Quothe Shakespeare awarded…

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