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I was born in Dalhart Tx, quiet a small little town, mostly all farmers and ranchers. I learned how to work hard and the value of a dollar young in life. We had plenty of money but was taught you did not count on what you had you counted on yourself. There

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Reality: 10 of 100
IN TIMEIn Time In TimeThat's all that we hearFrom the time we are bornTill our last golden year.In Time We DanceTo the rhythm and the beatWaiting for RomanceTo sweep us from our feet.In Time In TimeThey say we will healFrom a death or a lossOf a loved one or a deal.In Time We AwaitFor what shall appearOur Destiny Our FateIn ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sea & land: 7 of 47
I see a maidenLost at seaWishing a mermaidShe could beTo swim beneathThe ocean wavesThrough sunken shipsAnd into cavesTo dance uponThe ocean floorA weightless bodyWith beauty galoreNever having To speak againJust hum the songsShe hears withinSeeing herselfSwimming freeLong blonde hairFlows gracefullyOh the maidenLost at seaIf... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Moon glow: 5 of 23
Mellow in the MoonMellow in the Moon is what you need,Mellow in the Moon can set you free.Is not the time todaywhat you ask for yesterday?Then take upon this momentto give it some thought,about the love & laughteryou could of brought.Are not destiny & fate the same,either is what we are in life's game?Ponder on that as you ma... More..
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Nature: 14 of 45
A HUNTERS DREAMGot up one day to hunt for BearOpening the cabin doorone stood right there.Grabbed my gun & took a shotmissed and hit the outhouse pot. So, I gathered my dignityand loaded up for the day.Stopped for a moment to pray,That a Hunters Dream come my way.Focused on a bird as i heard him singlost my view as he flewand... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Childhood memories: 137 of 391
Through the eyes of Baby Roger who only lived to be 10 months old.I came into this world with loving set of parents and they took me home.Of course at first, all I wanted to do was sleep,Just feed me - change me and leave me alone.Then once I could stay awake, I wanted to move aroundAnd with the hard efforts of movementI foun... More..
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Life: 36 of 100
If Not, Why?Did you see the sparrow todayFall out of the tree,Or the jackrabbit hop byIn it's hurried little spree?Did you stop to pet the catThat walked by your feet,Or catch a glimpse of the coyotes headAs it peaked out of the wheat?Did you notice the Antelope runningWith nowhere to go,Or see the groundhogBefore it ran back... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Outdoor revelries: 17 of 31
Cabin of WisdomAn old log cabin with a history of it's ownOut front a wagon with which to roamBell to ringcalling them homeFire place to cookkill of the dayPorch to sit as they lookdown the mountain either wayOuthousenot too far awaySwing in the treebarrels to catch rainSimple & freenothing vainNature to seeWisdom to gainNo ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The mountains: 55 of 99

A river flowing from the mountain through me.Like the river of life I flowOver rocks n pebblesMy destiny unknownI rumble throughRough placesCrash upon banksContinue onTo the area of calmAnd give thanksLike the river of life I slowAs the season changesThe cold wind blowsPart of me frozeIn the moment of timeYet part of movingOn... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dark poems: 736 of 1317
Hear the howling wind, I can feel it blow right through me.The sound of a lonely voice calling out to me.Hearing the cry of a train horn blarring out, I can hear a name in the sound of it's shout.Feeling the train rumble the earth as it passes by, like the beating heart of one left to die.The squeal of the wheels as if for he... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: About friendship: 175 of 305

You came in out of the dark and cold,at the closing of the night.Though the night had yet to unfold.A simple stranger out of no where,who seem to bring no dangerto the meeting of a friendship affair.I thought for a moment...had I lost my mind?For I knew nothing about youyour type or your kind.What was it about you that made m... More..