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It’s Not My Betrayal

Karma can be slow, but I’m as patient as I am petty.

I don’t understand how you sleep How your heart doesn’t pound out of your chestHow your palms don’t sweat While your fingertips clutch at nothing.  I don’t understand how your throatIsn’t a barren desertHow your barbed tongue forms wordsWhen it should cru...

It was not a great Summer. The girl I was seeing decided to seek greener pastures and I fought with my buddy Dr. Radio about the way he ran his mobile DJ business. We had a verbal disagreement which ended with my quitting and stopped taking his phone call...

Anonymous

Heaven's in Reach on St. Pete Beach

Your best friend loved her and died for her and for you.

They lowered Bobby Bishop into St. Petersburg soil on a perfect December afternoon. For Jonathan Wilton, who'd flown from New York for the burial, this was Florida's old winter miracle. But no Florida sunshine cheered Bobby now: lost in Iraq (K.I.A.), age...

A Farewell Drink

A woman has one last drink with her friend.

The glow of the neon sign lit her face as she walked into the bar with a Gibson Les Paul guitar strapped across her back and carrying an urn in her hands. She set the urn in an empty stool and sat next to it, hanging the guitar on the back of hers. “Two d...

Welshdreamer42

I poured my heart out to you today,spouted reams of passionate nonsenseinfused with hate, the bitterest ire and blended with fruitless frustration. I ranted and raved at you today,offloaded old pent-up, smothered fears, released thoughts brewed in darkest...

For my friend Ravenpearl. Marcie forever in my heart.   I wish… we had met long ago. Running through the fields as children. Giggling at butterflies tickling our noses. Grass so high it brushed our cheeks as we ran. All those fences climbed on the shortes...

From the depthOf my heartOf my soul,I lay itAll before youMy friend.To showMy weakinessBefore your love,To showThat I amAfraidOf your kindness,To showThat I am readyTo be mold byYour loving hand's.From the depthOf my beingI'm ready to feelTo give allAnd a...

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Loss

Be joyful, for I am with you.

They must be singing, songs of glory their sister has come home, I am assured the angels welcomed you home Streets of gold, beneath your once weary feet voice raised in infinite songs of praise I have no doubt; you are dancing Your sweet smiling face,look...

Peter Pan

His writings take me to Neverland...

He is Peter Pan, visiting at night.Generously sharing magical time,Smiles with his beautiful stories,Laughter with his naughty poems,Tears with his soulful sonnets.He is a multi-talented artist.Gifted in his own chosen craft,His powerful voice for singing...