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I Go To Church Each Sunday

I go to church each Sunday, God warns ‘there’s much to fear, the world is decomposing, the final end is near’. I go to church each Sunday and taste...

Tweedledumb and Tweedledumber

The world today is split in two … or three... or four... or maybe more, but nonetheless, one must confess, all wage their wars as heretofore. While...
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Drunk

Have you ever been drunk, and submersed in a funk, as if trapped in a trunk but then asked to write junk in a poem which stunk though your mind has...

The Holy Land

The Holy Land neath hammer blows - is this what Jesus prophesied: when sad-sack’s hanged like mistletoes the sightless see a suicide; when tho usands...

August Events

The 6 th and 9 th have come and gone though none have taken note that faraway, on those two days, an instant blazing blast had vaporized morality. A...

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27 of my comments have received 26 Great Feedback votes

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This poem has drive... and is

Posted on Thu, 11 Feb 2016

This poem has drive... and is funny!!

Terry

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Posted in According to the Birdie

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As I read this I can feel the

Posted on Tue, 02 Feb 2016

As I read this I can feel the winds shaking at my window!

Wonderful!!

Terry

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Posted in The Softening of Storms

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Hi Tina!

Posted on Mon, 25 Jan 2016

Hi Tina!

I'm reading this for the first time ('original', or 'in progress', or not).

I agree with Bee... "sad and smile"... a bittersweet smile.... it moved me!

Terry

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Posted in 'Come Away With Me'

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Maybe the big bang will cycle

Posted on Sun, 24 Jan 2016

Maybe the big bang will cycle through the big bounce... or maybe not... I can hardly wait for the next episode... 

BTW, interesting poem!!!

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Posted in Where Will We Run To ?

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A difficult decision, surely.

Posted on Mon, 04 Jan 2016

A difficult decision, surely...

but it must be left to the person in question...

thoughtful poem... very nice!

Terry

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Posted in Order

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Amusing, intriguing... then

Posted on Mon, 04 Jan 2016

Amusing, intriguing... then BAM...

and certainly surreal

nice!!!

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Posted in The Wardrobe

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A great acuisition... there's

Posted on Sun, 27 Dec 2015

A great acuisition... there's so much out there... and maybe we're not alone...

a happy poem!!!

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Posted in Through The Looking Glass

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A heavely love poem...

Posted on Tue, 15 Dec 2015

A heavenly love poem...

stellar rhymes...

galactic grace...

Super (nova)!!

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Posted in A Tiny Light

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The evils you describe are

Posted on Thu, 03 Dec 2015

The evils you describe are deeply rooted in the US... 'Trump' is just one name (though better kown) of myriads...

nice write!

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Posted in Trump 2k16 (Or, Why I'm So Afraid Of Terrorism)

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Passion or desperation...???

Posted on Mon, 09 Nov 2015

Passion or desperation...???

Captivating work!

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