“I never had a selfless thought since I was born.” Today I was thinking about how everything I do has a selfish motive behind it. At least in part. True, some of it is really great stuff that helps people or makes them happy. But deep down, I know I do it for me. For […]
Clive was looking at my soul. Read More »
This is my first-ever attempt at a RagaMuffen Poetry Challenge! Kind of fun. If you want to participate go here: ragamuffen and check it out. (The words in bold writing are the ones she listed in the challenge.) On Aging Gracefully A brief and fleeting memory, A delicate, delusory dance Of masquerading mystery Creates a
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The music and the pulsing of the throng Were pounding in my head a steady beat. I felt myself submitting to the song; I watched myself rise slowly to my feet. But then across the room I caught His eye. I blushed and quickly dodged the piercing glance! Yet, all at once, it was just
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She’s always been the kind who jumps right in, feet first, gung ho, lets go, and come what may, she’s always been the one to seize the day. She never tests the waters, for she knows that those who do seldom jump. And so she grabs life by the tail, And she sets sail. People
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…that words could only hold… a candle’s small reflection of the galaxies of gold… Good-night. EZ
What the wind whispered Read More »