Biography of The Pedestrian
'Words, like families and nations, have rich histories that can be traced through written records. Words have meanings that you encounter every day and others that lurk only in dictionaries.' From 'The Everything Writing Poetry Book' by Eliopulos and Moffett.
I'm just a pedestrian waiting patiently on the corner while people driving by look left then turn right and are surprised to see me as I stand there shrugging and waving. Shrugging, waving, and smiling.
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The Pedestrian's Works:
This is a children's book written by my sister Loretta Halter. It comes with a CD. I did the music and the narration.
The Pedestrian Poems
My Little Black Dog
It all comes down to this he's good with cats and kids My little black dog
Penguins - little antarctic pedestrians We are all God's penguins but I drift Yes, I drift
Father And Son
Father and son such a precious thing Can make you cry sometimes'll make you sing
Even On A Cloudy Day
Somewhere in your heart I know that you believe everything will be okay and deep inside
Bach's Concerto In C major for Two Pianos What a view of Life! Ah the inspiration
Kind thoughts float by the pedestrian waiting for the light with the rest of 'em
Sun comes up as the moon floats down the river reflecting
And The Streams Runnin'
Love like a pretty little flower came up one day faded away
Heaven is a block party Heaven is in the sky - you can see it! Heaven is knowing you're in heaven Heaven is just where you left it
building up like rainclouds or butterflies about to pour
A garden a song a painting a pass and a dunk
Flowers blossom in the wood They don't all get the love they should
I sure miss al-Kindi He died around 873 I should probably get over it
If You Wait
If you wait
let your garden grow
What goes down
must come up
is all you need to know
If you wait