I whisper a prayer as you paint a song A confession beneath layers of paint A list of all that is deemed wrong Lyrics disguised as truth’s restraint A confession beneath layers of paint Unattached from behaviors you own Lyrics disguised as truth’s restraint Hidden in seeds of deception you’ve sown Unattached from behaviors you … Continue reading Justice by Michele Vecchitto
Amazon.com has just reduced the list price of my book of poetry, Composition of a Woman, from $15.99 to $9.27! If you have been considering picking up a copy, today is a great day to buy it. I have no idea how long the price will stay this low. Enjoy! Christine
By Charles Robert Lindholm My heart is happy when a memory of you comes gently back to me Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm - All Rights Reserved
By Charles Robert Lindholm Poetry = The heart with crayons Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm - All Rights Reserved
Mission Statement Submission - syncwithdeep
Mission statement Submission – Arbie Krae
Not so long ago a mission statement would have seemed impossible. Today, with a purring cat beside me and the sun casting its glare across the screen, I find the words with ease.
Books: until the end of next year stories will finally re-emerge with their monsters and their heroes – often to be confused. One of cats, one of witches, one of games, and one of Death. All with a message of loyalty and love. A message I didn’t realize I had until just a moment ago.
My mission is to give life to the worlds I thought I lost.
I have been shook, and I have been rocked, and I have been swallowed by a book, and an author, and my own divisive and inclusive thoughts, after the fact. With Founding Fathers, Nicholas Gagnier takes his readers to the darkest places where most of them have always been afraid to go on their own, and … Continue reading Nicole Lyons Reviews Nicholas Gagnier’s Founding Fathers
Be very careful when eating mushrooms.
That is my best advice at this time.
I do not know how long it is that I have walked and wandered, sometimes just laying down out of weakness, hunger, and despair. I have been poisoned nearly unto death from wrong choices. Sometimes I have left my right mind, trying to get back, get back, sensing a thousand year journey of complexity.
I am a caveman of the modern day, surviving on dull wits. I remember pieces of useful information, helpful household hints, Boy Scout wisdom. How to butcher a rabbit without getting the meat tainted with its urine. How to build a simple trap to catch something live, then bludgeon it. Roast it over a deadwood flame, ignited with sunlight shone through discarded spectacles.
It is temperate here, mostly, and I cannot count the years. Such seasons as there are seem mixed up…
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An invisible man marries an invisible woman.
The kids were nothing to look at either.
Interesting Fact: Females build the nest, sometimes using material the male carries to her. The nest is a cup of twigs, pine needles, grasses, and rootlets. She may also use moose, horse, and deer hair, moss, and lichens. She lines this cup with fine hair and feathers, sometimes woven into the nest in such a way that they curl up and over the eggs. The nest takes about 10 days to build. It’s 3-4 inches across and about 2 inches tall when finished. ( https://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Yellow-rumped_Warbler/lifehistory )