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 Return to Astragard We break the dawn above the polar glare, Carving cold arcs through stratospheric breath. Hyperion’s bow cl... [read more] |
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Arthur’s First Voyage At dawn, young Arthur mounts the gleaming deck, Breath caught between salt spray and northern sun. His m... [read more] |
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Dramatic Monologue from Arthur (Arthur stands at the prow, wind tangling his cloak.) “Mother’s voice rides on every gust. I fe... [read more] |
 It was 95 degrees inside the hanger When he came walking with pockets packed Full of bolts chromed in metric anger —Yelling became the... [read more] |
 Today I’m grateful for anticipation… that excited and happy feeling we get… that smile that crosses our face as we await a moment…a d... [read more] |
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May we all be blessed to understand how important anticipation is to every facet of our life from our friends to our family…... [read more] |
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We made plans to have dinner with our daughter and her family… (It’s nearing the end of their summer vacation) And as the day a... [read more] |
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Nearly year around balmy weather and privately enclosed smoothly paved or thickly grassed surfaces made the use, even the very concept, of s... [read more] |
 Ozzy OsbourneThe ultimate spirit animalTo those who were Truly free spiritsMetal headsUnique And not interestedIn ever fitting inLived lifeT... [read more] |
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Verse 1Take what you canAnd leave me to bleedJust don't get mad When I rise up As you are the onesWho bleed outAs I take my standAnd stand m... [read more] |
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"No Spillage" The ground has drunk enough to fill a century’s lungs— scarlet poured from opposite mouths, each shout leaving s... [read more] |
 They drift in countless shapes and shades, Figures that whisper tales of life’s parade. Each contour speaks to our hearts and... [read more] |
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WHAT FILTER DO YOU LOOK THROUGH ROSE COLORED OR BLACK DO YOU LET THE LIGHT SHINE TRUE OR SEE WHAT THEY LACK MAYBE YOU PREFER SKY BLUE OR SOM... [read more] |
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"ground on the docket" I have stood before their banners and after them— felt the thud of hooves, the hiss of tyres, the shive... [read more] |
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"Border Psalm" Leave Palestine alone— let the centuries ferment and foment in their own earthen jars, clay dark with Jordan’s flow a... [read more] |