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Graduated from The University of Southern Mississippi in 2001. I am very happily married and father to three beautiful children. I write to escape and to enjoy freedom...the two are not the same but I enjoy both.

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Longing: 87 of 397

- Bliss - I want to lick your soul, and roll... My tongue in your pleasure, and measure... The hunger in your eyes, then try... To make you scream, then dream... I'll take you higher, call me Sire... I'll be your servant, make you deserve it... Pain so sweet you'll smile, I'm on trial... Your body is the jury, feel my fury.....
Politics, News & Issues > Football News & Opinion Reflections on Michael Vick's alleged involvement with dog fighting: 13 of 47

The year was 2001 and Michael Vick, the young quarterback with boundless potential out of Virgina Tech, was drafted as the number one pick overall by the Atlanta Falcons. Six years later, the immensely talented Vick is the face of the Falcon's franchise as well as one of the most recognized faces in sports today. However, th...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Resolve: 1 of 3

-Paths we weave- Smacks me in the face, knocks me to my knees... The truth is so loud, forces souls to freeze. Not what ya wanna hear, not what I wanna hear...but it's the TRUTH! (chorus) the Truth is now, it's the blood you bleed.. the tears you wipe away, smear with your sleeve. no names on bullets...just-the-paths-we-weav...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Addictive love: 9 of 26

There's a ghost in my heart, there's a ghost in my he-e-e-art... I hear the moans, I hear the chains, there's a ghost in my heart. Not long ago, made peace with the past, I put away stones I never cast... Thought I left behind, thought it was all just in my mi-i-i-ind. I was wrong, it was in the wings, waiting for me to down...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Who I am: 119 of 339

- The Search - Easily, I drift from sphere to sphere, friction none, I channel through the night, Sometimes journeys change all direction, reversing in mid-flight Thirsting for awareness, planting seeds of lush insight, refining lessons learned, Dreams of peaceful orchard fruit, bearing no love spurned Knowledge grows but pa...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: My pledge to humanity: 21 of 53

- The Petite General - -She's quick to judge, bares no remorse, when her sentence is dealt there's no recourse- -Human you are therefore mistakes occur, matters not how infrequent if they upset her- -Though none more sincere may your heart be, forgiveness no option, don't bother to plea- -Blind to your love, her unwillingnes...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: True feelings: 61 of 132

- She Don't Know - CHORUS: It happened just by chance, the perfect-gir-r-r-r-l romance Don't think she kno-o-o-ows just what she's got, But in her smi-i-i-i-ile she's got me, my inner chi-i-i-i-ld she's got me- What a special gi-i-r-r-r-rl she is to me, but she don't kno-o-ow just what she's got, no she don't kno-o-ow, she d...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: My everything: 3 of 6

-Rogue Wolf- The wolf, left out of the pack. Separated from what it once knew Kills to survive, seems a useless attack. Ahead looks gray, where life once grew Forgotten is no way to feel, biting on memory's heel Come alive again, come alive again, come al-i-i-i-i-ve. Come alive again, come alive again, come al-i-i-i-i-ve! Tr...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Remembering love: 57 of 110

- Maybe I'm Cursed - It just might b-e-e-e-e that I'm cursed Intentions igno-o-orred, never reimbursed. Keep baring myself, always diving headfirst Real love should never be, sometimes rehearsed. (chorus) Hope fades to familiar grey, maybe I'm cursed Maybe I'm cursed, It just might b-e-e-e-e that I'm cursed. My passion runs ...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Losing love: 51 of 91

- Numb - I can't feel thi-i-is wo-o-o-r-r-rld I can't feel this world. I can't feel thi-i-is wo-o-o-r-r-rld I can't feel this world. When did I stop here? Think I'd remember coming here. Why don't I remember stopping here? I can't feel thi-i-is wo-o-o-r-r-rld I can't feel this world. Familiarity is lost, translation's absent...