Every family has kooks
Making things interesting
Mine has quite a few
Every family has kooks
Making things interesting
Mine has quite a few
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Kids seeking candy
Dressed as that which they are not
Wearing false faces
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Millions of paths cross’d
All stories one of a kind
But most unobserv’d.
The ground has become
A quilt of orange, red, and yellow
Stripped from the trees
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Some brush off yellow’d pages
But knowledge is wine
Greatly enrich’d over time
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Sometimes rage comes out
Just ignore it and calm down
Don’t stoke the fire
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Two short weeks ago
There was stuff for me to do
But now there is not
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It holds my money
Without it I’d have nothing
Not even I.D.
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/pride-and-joy/
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Days are lengthening
Hummingbirds feast on nectar
Pollen clogs my nose
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It is in all us
We must control it or else
Many could suffer
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/11/15/daily-prompt-evil/
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Writer at Heart | Fangirl by DNA | Struggling Human Until Further Notice
Fantasy Fiction
"Homo sum, humani nihil a me alienum puto."
Thoughts on writing fantasy fiction
The Zibaldone Project - exploring people, place and culture
Not all flowers bloom in April-T.Tolnoe
Teaching the art of composition for photography.
A garden of wild thoughts in straight little rows
Milly Schmidt
New content every Sunday.
KL CALEY
by Mark Joseph Jochim
Representing the interests of artists of Trinidad and Tobago
Travel inspiration, stories, photos and advice
Some people live to work. I work to travel
Feeble words about powerful images
My dear friends!!! I do not own any of the images here. I try to get things that are available in the public domain or try to credit/link back to the original sources as much as I can. If you own any image I’ve featured here and you want it removed, just let me know and I’ll take care of it.
Encyclopedia Miscellaneous - 'quality' blogging since August 2011
We are many different people bundled up in one skin. If you draw open my eyelids, this is what you'll see- Ouroboros in my irises, and madness in my dreams.
thoughts about politics and the passing scene
I'm not really a geek and I know nothing about movies.