Words for the living Were solemnly said, As each coffin passed Housing it’s dead, “It is hard to be born
It took seventy years to figure ou… That life scatters truth, left and… And those first thirty years, refl… Were shades of dull, with times of… There were some so good, and some,…
The Dittle-dots Construct their plots While the Rotten Randy’s Enlarge their lies. They all take hold
I Once visited the land of “WAS” Why I did that If memory serves It was just because. It wasn’t a plan for sea and sand
Under an Oval Moon, a gold Doubl… Fell heavily upon the ship-lap bar… A man with a hook instead of a han… Wiped sweat from his brow and utte… “We’ll have rum laced with lime.
Down and ‘round, ’round and down, Three brave souls went creeping In darkened halls and dim-lit stai… Their squinting eyes were peeping. Beatrice Fly saw the Master’s hea…
I was drawn to a drawing On a tent Was a face A Blue-eyed Gypsy In a Black Shawl of Lace
In the dark of night Came a flickering light, Like a candle haloed in green. The light looked odd, In the shape of a cod,
The iron gates screeched, as they… And ghastly shapes found their way… An old hag, dressed in a hooded cl… Cracked her whip and gave orders t… Six ghosts bound in chains, groani…
Full Moon hangs in sky, Wolves howl, snakes slither, Frui… Stark clouds drift and cry. D. Thurmond / JEF —- 11-15-2015
What the mind conceives From books and dreams And visions conjured deep in cloud Shall never fetch the love of fait… 'though love shall speak of faith…
Dear Lord, there were times when I wove the fiber of my being into the fabric of my life and each time that it unraveled it left a patch behind,
I stroll along the seaside in my m… And watch the repetitious waves, r… I know their crashing sounds can s… Why?— I don’t know, I don’t know. I watch the graceful gulls cut the…
I can remember when you danced from side to side, Your seat and panels Tuck-N-Rolled in Naugahyde. One-half ton,
As dreams take flight in another s… That does not come by way of eyes; In twilight dreams and deeper scen… Are heard the screams and mournful… Some dreams ring true from out of…