I was born and raised in Oklahoma. Guess that makes me a true Okie. I have always had a creative style. And friends and family will attest that I have a very deep soul. I started writing after a divorce and lost love. It became a form a therapy for me. I was never one to express my feelings verbally but I found I could indeed write them. Some of my poems are funny and maybe a tad bit hokey. But I do have a dark side. And this disturbs some. I have thousands of poems that belay a broad spectrum of emotions. I would love to publish some of them one day. But as long as I have feelings of thought, I will write.
I am ready for the long journey home
I know I won't be going alone
He will be there to comfort me
And prepare a place, just wait and see
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Shadows moving through the darkness
Black is the night for added stress
An eerie glow from the forest beyond
A silky mist rising from a nearby pond
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A flower falls to the river below
it follows the current moving too slow
over the falls, down to the raging water
the white-capped waves are waiting to slaughter
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She lives in the darken shadows of an old mill
Out in the middle on nowhere, if you will
There is a secret path that leads to the old home
But you should never walk it at night, alone
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