Happy is he Who sleeps blissful under the stars And beggar is he Who lies wide-eyed under his crystalware ************…

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Happy is he Who sleeps blissful under the stars And beggar is he Who lies wide-eyed under his crystalware ************…
The Weed Oh, little sapling, how is it you sprout in these harsh environs where man nor beast dare linger.…
… and we shall till our lives with the hoes of talent given us ************ Copyright @ Eric Alagan, 2016…
Human Promises Words on Water ************ Copyright @ Eric Alagan, 2016 ************
Alas, bigotry does not reveal his face to light He covers himself with shards of piety Poised to ensnare the…
Recently, I read several posts that touched on beauty, what beauty is, and what makes one beautiful. Some harbour superficial…
Why focus On the lines of my palm Take instead My hand of friendship What do you say 🙂 ************…
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In a flock, one can't differentiate one flamingo from the other. Get closer and we note the peculiarity of each bird.…
A good friend Eva, blogging as thejerseygal, commented on my post SLEEP. That triggered this short poem. Do these lines…