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I am a free-lance writer of all genres. I write poetry, song lyrics, short stories, movie scripts, and novels. I have had many of my poetic works published. I also have had a few short stories published. As you browse through my writings please feel free

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Politics, News & Issues > Government & Policies Should smoking be allowed in public places?: 6 of 208

In November 2003, the Center for Disease Control (CDC), reported that "using data from national health surveys, the researchers calculated that 8.6 million people in the United States have a serious illness caused by smoking."That's a little bit more than the entire population of New York City,." Think of that number for jus...
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Spiritual: 2 of 51

OUR BELOVED KING VI: I have seen kingdoms come and kingdoms go Except the one of the One True King This is what I have come to know This is the One in which I sing. Chorus: We sing, we sing atop the highest mountain Upon the wind, our voices carry O'come, O'come to the sweet Savior's fountain Praises, praises forever to our ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Wisdom: 3 of 54

NATIVE WISDOM Ancient eyes of ageless wisdom, Voices whispering upon the wind, From long forgotten elders of the nation, To wandering lost natives of this generation. Look through the mists they speak, Listen closely for the peace you seek, Bathe yourself in it, as you do the creek, Gather your strength, defeat all that is w...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Saying goodbye: 25 of 419

FOOTPRINTS UPON MY SOUL You are sorely missed, All I do now is reminisce, There is no one, as unique as you, About the things you'd say and do, For my remaining days eternal, You left your footprints upon my soul. The memories that we shared, The ways you showed you cared, How you'd dry my tears, And quiet all my fears, For ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Society: 18 of 253

UNSEEN HERO He sat bedraggled, his look forlorn His hair damp, straggly and long The coat upon his frame threadbare People passed, dismissing him with scorn As he sat, cup in hand amid the throng Nobody really saw this man in the wheelchair. His coat was his cloak of true honor In which they should have stopped, paid tribute...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Christmas: 20 of 202

Our Christmas Visitor What greeted us at the door was beyond belief, A child wearing clothes tattered and torn, Asking for some food and a place to sleep, His eyes teary, his expression worn. The sight of the boy tore out our hearts, Thus, we invited him into our home, Having him sit at the fireplace hearth, Where his weary ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Domestic violence: 16 of 142

MIRROR FACE Down at the end of the hall, From the mirror on the wall, Gazes out a face in the reflection, Dim lit eyes, betraying pain and rejection. Like a path, my fingers do trace, The creases wrought upon this face, Such lines of worry, maybe fear, deeply engraved, Oh vision of the mirror, face enslaved. Sufferings and a...
Celebrations & Holidays > Special Occasion Gifts Ideal Father's Day gifts: 1 of 8

Celebrating Dad Father's Day is about remembering Dad and all the sacrifices he made for the family. Remember all those hours he worked overtime when you were young? You missed him and didn't understand. Yet, when Christmas came around we had a fresh cut pine standing in the living room. The house was warm as the family deco...
Relationships & Family > Marriage & Divorce (Other) Why do people marry after a long live-in relationship: 1 of 7

OUR REASONS In the case of me and my newlywed husband, of two and a half months, I can tell you our reasons. At first let me inform you that we lived together for several years. Both of us had been married previously, had children, and divorced each twice before we ever met one another. All of our children are grown, living ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Missing a loved one: 38 of 192

I LIT A CANDLE I lit a candle for you today, You were my mentor, hero and best friend, A year's now past, yet it seems like yesterday, You were here, with a smile and helping hand. Some days tears still flow like a stream, Bringing forth memories, I wish never had to end, Now you only visit me in my dreams, Telling me you're...