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Of splendid thrones of gold or treasures manifold
Of jewelled caskets or lavish banquets
Of Emirs and rajahs Of Sultan and Shahs
Of kings and queens Of rulers and emperors
Of sparkling...
Of splendid thrones of gold or treasures manifold
Of jewelled caskets or lavish banquets
Of Emirs and rajahs Of Sultan and Shahs
Of kings and queens Of rulers and emperors
Of sparkling...
View this entrythe silent springing voices hinting at the major faux pas of this current
presidential administration, whereby any future mistep could furlough donald trump
whose paws already descrated, humiliated and lassoed the sacred freedoms of this
Congressman and senators forewent all manner of civility, fidelity and integrity wii hull ding broadswords, derringers and firearms as all hell broke loose as testimony to the dire prognostication foretold more than saber rattling...
View this entryMy grandma naps
Napping Nana
She does it in the afternoon
She does it at night
She naps
My Nana
She naps all the time
The only glow in the room is that of the television set
Sometimes it’s Maury, most of the...
View this entryI write about many things, but I've never read a poem on trousers. So while giving some humour to the subject maybe how a traditional highlander would maybe see it.
Trousers: by Charlie Mac
Now trousers come
In many different types
Even in tartan
For playing the pipes
The toffs, they buy them
In a tweed fae Harris
An the rich folks get them
Way doon in Paris
Some folks wear them
Wi shoulder braces
An the farmers dinny worry
Even if they’re tied up...
View this entrywell i was going threw a very tough time in my life with men not know how a women is suppose to be treated or loved because i didnt have a father and my...
its always a accident with you or you didnt mean it you know my heart when i gave it to you how i feel you mean the world to me still my angel my...
View this entryDeath in an almost lifeless desert is not the end
REPTILE
the blood drenched earth sizzled reptile hot
Carcass remnant in disgarded time forgot
Desert sands unfurl a buried drifted secret
Bleached old bones lie in sun set silhouette
Memory will forget exactly where you are
Go round and around...
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