Hello Pals! Thank you for dropping by! This poem was inspired by the art work chosen for the CPC Simple Sunday Poetry Blog. This piece was created by Marta and is “Untitled” Here is my poem…I hope you like it! Jon
WHAT BECOMES OF THE BROKEN HEATED A Songetry Challenge at The Refugee Poet Social Doc – FaceBook I heard a rumor When the lights go out Controversy Brain damage Crazy Attitude adjustment Fight of icarus When you say nothing at all You cant always get what you want Listen to the sound Have you ever […]
Ho Chi Minh (19 May 1890 – 2 September 1969) born Nguyen Sinh Cung. He was both a man and a myth. Supported by OSS (the precursor to CIA) he fought the Japanese during World War II. He was militarily successful against the Japanese occupation and the French attempt to re-colonize after World War II. […]
This is what I came up with for the CPC Simple Sunday Picture challenge. The art is by Marta.
Here we are again, folks WELCOME What is Simple Sunday? It’s a place where poets, or poetry enthusiasts, come to get inspired by art. Look at the artwork being featured and then write a poem or story about it. It really is THAT simple. This is a social site that encourages poets to have fun […]
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In August the “roomie” and I will likely be attending “The World’s Longest Yard Sale”…it’s on Rt. 127 (starting in Hudson, Michigan and going down to Gasden, Alabama…We booked the rooms today…What do *I* get? My 2nd trip to the USAF Museum in Dayton…and actually it’s a fair amount of fun…Last year we did a […]
I’d guess you’d say what can make me feel this way, My click, talking about My little click, My click I got so much honey the bees envy me, and I got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees. My click My click!
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The weekend is upon usand for me that always meansit’s time for a new Cheryl’s Pals’ Collab . . . . HOME AGAIN by Barbara A Cheryl’s Pals’ Collab They say you can’t go home again, that nothing’s ever the same, as down this solitary walk along the path that I have sown, I consider […]
