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Hello and a "how do you do" to you. My given name is Travis Barefoot. I hope you find my writings to inspire you, inflame you, mystify you, and tickle you.
I am a 40 year old Dad who forever is the father to two of the most beautiful children on earth (yes

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Passion: 10 of 392

A Whisper of Winds Lying in the sun I feel the breeze blowing through the grasses and trees. It passes through the woodlands like a whisper carried on by the gossiping leaves. I don't know, but I think the wind stole the words I was trying to say. Words of you Spoken true It carried them away. I tried to chase them, I tried ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Winter: 6 of 189

Too Far Away From Here Outside my window, icy winds blow. Piles of white cover the city streets below. Streets void of life, cold, dark and unfeeling. Above the city, above all I can see are the beckoning mountains calling to me, building my desire to be set free from this rusty cage called emptiness. Waiting for Spring is j...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: An enchanted place: 4 of 44

Dreamland There is a place I'd like to be, in a mystical place beside the sea. Just you and me in this place I see. And ever and ever we will be One together, two apart. Two in body, one in heart. And never again shall we part. We will dance in the shadows of a summer moon and in the light of the dying sun. We will dance to ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Broken words: 5 of 25

Broken Promise A man, passing a certain point on a certain sidewalk, looks back, reflects upon his being and is beset by memories. The sweet fragrance of her perfume; Her hair, like silken scarves. The touch of her body with skin so soft. All taken away but a lifetime too soon. And a promise to never love again. He tries to ...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Family: 12 of 51

The Tie that Binds There's nothing more important that family time, is there? Moments spent with loved ones seem to go by too quickly, going who knows where, leaving you wondering where they went, and filling you with the hope that the next bonding session comes quickly. It doesn't matter what you do to spend time with those...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Angels: 60 of 242

The Face of an Angel Awaking from a dreamlike trance, I look through unseeing eyes upon the face of an angel She takes my hand and in a voice like a heavenly choir, says "Do not be afraid". And our feet leave the ground as we begin our flight. Hand in hand we start to fly, beyond the sight and comprehension of mortal man. We...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The ocean: 65 of 201

Endless Surf Rising Swelling Building Forming Force. Pulsating Pushing Frothing Seething Force. Cresting Peaking Curving Gaining Force Cascading Pounding Crushing Losing Force Retreating Reforming Endlessly Rebuilding Force.
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: For children: 5 of 12

From the Mouths of Babes Kids say the darnedest things. I don't think that they know they are being witty or profound. They just open their minds and speak. The things that come out of their mouths at times can astound even the most intellectual of beings. Innocence and curiosity combine to create a question or statement tha...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Imprisoned: 19 of 45

In a Box, More or Less i live inside a four-walled cell enclosed within a four-walled cell with a chair a dresser a desk a bell here inside my four-walled cell there are no windows that i can see here inside my four-walled cell except for the ones that let me see further inside my four-walled cell it's not very big my four-w...
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Change: 47 of 100

Love, Life and Good Roads Boy, do I love a good road. The sound of the smooth pavement under your wheels is like a song with a familiar melody and ever-changing lyrics. Rolling along, you hum the tune instead of singing because you never know what the next word will be. And sometimes, when going down the road, the tune will ...