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I’ll Be Your Hero, But Only If…

It’s not her birthday, nor is it our anniversary, and so, what better day to tell the world how special she is, and how blessed I am to have her in my life.
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One: She Beckons Me Come

I’ve mentioned my fascination with wolves before; I’ve been intrigued by them since I was a child, and later in life the interest grew to include the mythological werewolf. Read the rest of this entry »

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In Dreams

This is part three of the four part series of poems I call Changed. Links to the other three and my other wolf poems are at the bottom of the page. Posting thi to dVerse this afternoon for the Poetics: The Creatures Of Mythology, Folklore and Fairy Tales feature Read the rest of this entry »

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Fragile Cloth

I don’t know if this quite fits the theme Charles is looking for over at dVerse Pots Pub for the “What’s the Buzz” feature, but it seems so. In any case, I hope you enjoy it; it’s one of my older ones. Read the rest of this entry »

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Almost Right

Charles Spurgeon once said: “Discernment is not a matter of simply telling the difference between right and wrong; rather, it is telling the difference between right and almost right.” Read the rest of this entry »

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Will We Soon Forget

The morning of September 11, 2001, I was on my way to Port Arthur Texas from Austin; I worked out of town every week back then. When I heard the horrific news on the radio, I called Sherry. We talked, and we cried; I asked her if she wanted me to turn around and come home, and she said, No, she’d be okay. Looking back, I wish I’d gone home. It was terrible being alone that day—that week. I wrote two poems the next morning; the following is one of them. Read the rest of this entry »

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The Sun on My Face

A beautiful day in east central Texas today, and some of what you’re about to read actually happened on my morning walk. In my mind it’s all true, and it’s definitely all good! I’ll let you decide what’s real and what’s not. Read the rest of this entry »

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Then Snared

I thought maybe I should write an intro to the following poem, explaining what it’s about, but decided against it, realizing most who read it will know exactly what I am trying to convey. In any case, I hope you enjoy it. Read the rest of this entry »

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The Wonder of You

The theme for this week’s Gooseberry Garden Poetry Picnic is Feathers, Fidelity, Figment, and Fables, and the poem I am submitting fits none of those. Well, it might fall loosely within some of them, but nonetheless, it’s what I have to say this week. I hope you enjoy it. Read the rest of this entry »

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Wax Candy Lips

Some of you young’ns won’t know what I’m talking about with regard to the title and first line, but those of you who grew up in the fifties and sixties definitely will. It’s another of the many poems I wrote in 1998, and my only Halloween poem. Read the rest of this entry »

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