Unbridled_Passion
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tail trailing(~_~)
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Unbridled_Passion said:a feather floats on first spring wind
sailing along the river bend
through trees, flowers, and grass it goes
where it will end up, only the wind knows
Unbridled_Passion said:shine your warmth on me
glorious, beautiful sun
melt away the drab thoughts
and gloomy mood
brighten my world
glorious, beautiful sun
shine rays of hope
and love upon me
not quite finished yet, but it is a start!
templeminded said:very nice so far
Unbridled_Passion said:thank you- I am having a bit of writer's block- always starting something and never finishing it- have a great day!
Unbridled_Passion said:love is not for the faint of heart
for it takes a lot to survive
trust and hope and happiness
are things that can keep it alive
Unbridled_Passion said:time stands still
when I am with you
and whether I'm happy
or feeling blue
I always know
when I come home
you will be there for me
I love you
My Erotic Trail said:Where is the honor of yesteryear,
Of Thermopylae, and the Spartan's lack of fear?
Where is the ambition to give one's life,
In the fight for Freedom, Truth, and Right?
Is to be honorable such a sin
That it brings scorn from friend and kin?
O God, to be a Man is such a struggle
That I wonder the meaning of this life of trouble.
Yet, from the back regions of my mind
I hear a lonely echo rise,
An echo that pierces my very soul
And helps me remember my goal:
"WE DIE PROUD...............WE DIE PROUD!"
William Hendry
My Erotic Trail said:battle of the concrete mesa
Armies of Junes
are drawn to the Concrete Mesa
they come in March, so they May
be enlightened, nightly
But the Lord of this slab of land
a spartan soul fighting ten thousand immortals
with Babe Ruth swings of a witches flying tool
hundreds of June bugs meet their doom
They overwhelmed the army of one,
his defenses crumbled, strategy chanced
emerging with new tactics of an innovative weapon
blowing the Junes away with a blower of yards
At dawn, the battle will begin again
as many as the persian army at Thermopylae
will March, till May, the Junes, to;
the battle of the concrete mesa
Unbridled_Passion said:blue birds sing songs
of praise to mother earth
as they gobble the early worm
trees blow in the wind
their new leaves rustling,
soaking up the sun's rays
humming birds zip past
the front porch, where I sit
rocking, enjoying nature
templeminded said:very nice write passion. did you have help from you know who or did you do it yourself no matter how this piece came to be
but it is very nice