inspire us to go on. I have loved people who moved on and occasionally I wonder what happened to them. Toffler calls them throw away relationships, I call them having lived to the max. Experiencial write.
are a continued autobiography, Put them all together and you have a pretty good idea of me. My muse likes to take credit, but he' out of town most of the year. My ego is a candidate though.
Bless you Paddy
Kindred Spirit
kindred spirit
thank you for your kind comment
Sad Poet Wanderings
This is a touching piece; serves to remind me to look in a person's eyes to see the truth. Thank you for sharing this peek into your day.
thank you
thank you for your kind comment
Memories
inspire us to go on. I have loved people who moved on and occasionally I wonder what happened to them. Toffler calls them throw away relationships, I call them having lived to the max. Experiencial write.
comment
I was rather a tortured soul in those days-where do our poems come from?
My Poems
are a continued autobiography, Put them all together and you have a pretty good idea of me. My muse likes to take credit, but he' out of town most of the year. My ego is a candidate though.