Worthy Places (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
There were some worthy places where we could escape, avoid the heavy weight of living in a densely peopled space; ...
There were some worthy places where we could escape, avoid the heavy weight of living in a densely peopled space; ...
We were water babes, born in the arms of a sparkling brook that patiently took us into its heart. At ...
Has life ever dumped you in a heap? Perhaps you've found self belief so strongly reinforcing that doubt never enters ...
This window is confidence, documenting proceedings, capturing moments, cleansing views challenging sentiment. This window is nourishment filling the eyes with ...
Captain AJ Shout, VC, MC, MID (& bar), who died at Gallipoli of wounds and was posthumously awarded the VC, ...
This morning, coffee in hand, standing at the kitchen window thinking of things that need to be done I contemplated ...
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If I don't write something good tonight I will sleep without the comforting Canopus of deep believers, if I sleep ...
You and me, the proof is there to see, our lives are held within the spell of great simplicity, we're ...
It was my life in fast review, initially at double speed until I learned which functions scrolled the images on ...
Were meetings predestined then ours was intended, great oracles decreed it as fate, and the auguries chattered with sweet benefactors ...
Our lives were founded on this rock, this Jessie of Gibraltar Whose unfailing love endured beyond her ample nursing, And ...
I had no profound feelings of shock or surprise to those matter-of-fact revelations which spelled the end of this chapter ...
I'll have to change my mind on war, I need to take a break from structured thought; there's more to ...
You awaken this time with a welcoming smile, an experience sublime, not a dream - the boner from Hell has ...
The biker was a menace on the farm, a madman bent on speed, intent on leaving all for dead (it ...
Were meetings destined then this was one to take a leading place, the oracle decreed it fate in a matrix ...
Nothing came to claim my muse, instead I dreamed of freedoms neatly folded in a treasure chest lying in the ...
The symbols that we use are T shirts of the dead thoughts of corpses without heads, a rictus without sound ...
Don't talk to me of War or stalk the ground our fabled soldiers died upon, I'm sound of limb and ...
Night's grating of steel on stone and splash of water crashing from the buckets brings back that moment in a ...
It rained throughout the night, a truly welcome sound that eases sleep although we barely slept - we were distressed ...
Steve is gone, I hardly can believe the man wont cry again, I cannot credit that his energy wont bloom ...
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