Category: Rhythmic Stories

Remember When

It is funny how only when we’re older we recount timeIt always seems to be only good things, days sublime Stories mother or daddy...

flickering flame

The flickering flame of lifeFilled with anguish and strife Trying to stay alightThough wind rolls into fright Our lives experience manyDays of happiness plenty...

Shifting Winds

The wind shifted today and brightened my moodSummers out the back door, ushering in a new moon. I like the first chill of autumn,...

Little Green Eyed Girl

She had green Irish eyesThat Made the boys sigh A fearless soulWith courage bold The last of mothers’ large lotAffection from her, she sought...

Faces In The Mirror

My morning place is where I wentI found another’s face had taken it A strange woman looked me in the eyessomewhat Familiar, perhaps a...

Greens Valley

In an old house in the Valley by the woodsAn old crumbling house barely stood my daddy always told me to stay away from...

Designed

No man can claim the moonThe ocean deep stirring up typhoons The sunset demands respect every dayNo man can direct its beautiful rays The...

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