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My formal education began when I was five years old. I attended first and second grade at an old schoolhouse in West Virginia, and was taught to read and write by the same school marm who schooled my father. I grew up - for the most part - in the Orient

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Struggle in life: 18 of 915

Rainbow RiseI used to live to see the SunDescend from sleepy skies;And watch the waves as they drift inTo sing their lullabies.I used to romp with butterfliesIn meadows weaved in gold;And watch the birds soar through the sky,Until the winds grew cold.But now the Sun won't shine so bright.It seems the waves went down.All the b... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Daydreams: 1 of 47

DAYDREAM DELIGHT Treasures deep and treasures small, Within his eyes I find them all. Each shadow dancing on his face, Holds me close in sweet embrace. High crescendo, spirits kiss. With thoughts attending wedded bliss. Sensations wrought to symphonic scale. As his trembling hands approached my veil. I breathed his breathe... More..
Creative Writing > Essays Essays: Growing up: 1 of 31

NOT ONLY CHILDREN RUN AWAY FROM HOME Yes, it is true I did not deliberately pursue anything with a defined or realistic goal in mind at least, not with any depth or sustained sincerity. I didn't think I had what it took to excel and achieve and as a result of believing what other's said, I now see that I cut myself short ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Mankind: 4 of 42

Reflections on Stone As I was walking through the park today, I saw an old man sitting on a bench made of stone. This man I could see was all alone. I walked quickly past intent on my way, I knew I would meet him another day. Click, click, clack my heels did not arouse. Not a flinch or groan from this man on stone. This ma... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Longing: 41 of 428
Lake of Fire ~ Desire.Look deep within that mysterious pond -Beneath that glassed lake of fire, desire.Have you become who you wanted to be?Do you see what you have longed to see?I see love glowing upon your aged face -My reflection in your eyes is now shining.All I sought through endless nights,Has come to me now to find its... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Passion: 52 of 427
DaydreamsTreasures deep and treasures small,Within his eyes I find them all.Each shadow dancing on his faceHolds me close in sweet embrace.High crescendos spirits' kiss,Thoughts attending wedded bliss.Sensations wrought symphonic scale.Trembling hands approach my veil.I breathe his breath, and then he mine,We toast crescendo,... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Forgiving: 5 of 29

STILL AND YET Your crippling condolences and pity, Left me hanging there, stuck out just like stupid. I cringed at you sight because you frightened me, Into believing that I was a worthless ingrate, with nothing to give. So you locked me away and forgot all about me, Until fate had its way and I now long to see you, On... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short Stories: Fables: 11 of 62

The Old Man Who Lived by the Sea Once upon a time there was an old man who lived by the sea. He was alone most of the time. He spent countless hours at the very top of his lighthouse looking out over the mighty sea and the sandy shores below. He purveyed the shores and waves in the sea to be certain that all was well. He... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Humorous: 115 of 478
SILLY HUNGRY POET'S TALEIf I had known how far to sail,How deep into the sea,To find a starkist tunafish,Then lunching we would be!You silly goose, long feathered bird,Come close and let me see,How far your pleasant neck extends,So dining we will be!Late night cows are mooing,In meadows in my mind,Philly steak and cheese, I s... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Enlightenment: 49 of 203
The Insight of AbsenceIn the insight of absence voices declare,"Absence makes a heart grow fonder."In the absence of insight still other voices declare,With persuasion and perseverance prevailing,"Out of sight, out of mind."It is the memory of the truth that haunts me,Ever to remain - like a stubborn stain.Deeply lodged withi... More..