Biography of Timothy Branch
As a young student words were intriguing. I'd study them and learn them to compete in spelling bee competitions. I then discovered the joy of writing rhythmic prose and sentences in patterns like other poems that others wrote. But then I began to write my own as I experienced things, people, and places. I now write with hopes to fulfill the need of that one reader in search of what I write. I write every jot with that one reader in mind each time that I write.
Timothy Branch's Works:
None to date.
Timothy Branch Poems
Which one prevails Heads or tails Mine or His His endures
Pens pen concealed, unspoken things. Pens reveals hearts and what's between ones ears Pens at times articulate positions that garner support of bills turned into laws. Pens at times condemn, type cast, or tempt one to fall or just really address flaws.
Its alright to have fun but don't let fun have you. Fun can seize, overwhelm, and embarrass you. Seldom is a fool the same after fun fingers a score of lasting sour notes for those you entertained. Have fun and have a limit for such.
Say Nothing Out Loud
Without saying, when abbreviated it's just four letters required to say it. How did you SNOL? What did you say? When you SNOL, do you dial a phone number, wait for someone to answer just to give them empty breaths from your end? Or do you beckon a driving passerby to the curbside only to SNOL? Or is social media the way to seize an even larger captive audience to SNOL? I got one better for those listening and or reading. The daily dosage of empty news releases of the failed leadership of the elected select few. Voted in, paid by, given lifetime benefits, and sent to Washington, D.C. by me and you.
Without fads, would you have style? Some become incensed if told they have no fashion sense. Choose sense that seldom changes without good reason as fads come and go without rhyme nor reason.
Wind Of The End
Blows by but at a stand still Wind rustle the light varied leaves that hustle Energies that lack speed as I remain motionless Birds fly as eyes grow dim
Promises Of The Other Side
Sold To Sell
Franchising, visionary Compelling takes no yelling Persuasion, hear what I'm saying? Look eye to eye
For a season Anticipation heightens Temptation to act without any endurance Kicking against the fruit of longsuffering
No matter what the challenge may be, you rose to the occasion without compromise or yielding to sinful temptation. When those said your look or plight in this nation would hinder you from full assimilation, you soared to reach the highest office in the most powerful nation. Despite the breakdown of the family unit, your women rose to birth, rear, and guide great men. Amid staunch opposition, you wanted full acceptance to a nation divided over such inclusion.
Once In A Lifetime
One time If given the chance, incredulous would be their uncontrollable and jovial dance. Never did I fathom having the chance to give into one's life a chance to fulfill a lifelong dream. To see the adulation in the heart of the beneficiary of your gracious gift sends feelings of goodness like God's fanning hand sends ripples into waves that tickle the seashores.
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Wind Of The End
Blows by but at a stand still
Wind rustle the light varied leaves that hustle
Energies that lack speed as I remain motionless
Birds fly as eyes grow dim
Wind of the end, couldn't be.
Feelings of first winds never come again
Leaves once heard fall silent
Birds did fly forever still I lie
Wind of the end came as I stood by