Our Small South Georgia City Park
I'm sitting on a bench in our city park
The day is fading fast, it's almost dark
Children are laughing, playing and swinging
I can hear some mockingbirds singing
My small town i
Booming Shouts Of A Silent Yellow Leaf...
fall....
ahh...leaves were starting to say "bye!"...
how come they used to be green?
then, after some melancholic days of staying put in the tree,
they will exhale the l
Bemoaning The Destruction Of Trees
Regal trunks, strewn,
scattered like bodies on a battle field.
Once majestic providers of shade,
leafy statuesque reminders of God's power.
Gone.
Hewn down.
Forest ravaged by
I Will Come Back You’ll See
The clock is ticking
Yes, I know
The doorbell’s ringing
It’s time to go
Before I leave
I want you to know
That I love you
Yes, I love you so
I will come back
And
Love Poems The Haiku Way
Love poems have been written since men and women have been able to communicate with each other. Traditionally, it's been the realm of the western poet. Not anymore.
Good love poems can and h
Jekyll Island, Georgia
Off the golden coast of Georgia is where
Lies an island that is very rare
Jekyll Island is the name of the place
The Vanderbilts and Morgans needed their space
Originally developed
Stranger On Earth
I found life very interesting
How amazing, joy it can bring
But how's a life without a thing?
Starting now, do shine to eveything
Life's so captivating
If you wake up early in th
The Day You Said Goodbye
Im not prepared for living alone
Although I'm okay still I'm sad
Knowing you'll be out of my sight
And I'll missed your presence
The moments we're together
The moments we've shared
Plague
"What does profit a plagiarist if he gains the Word
but loses the command of his own Pen?"—Rain Paggao
........You can plagiarize me,
But you can't steal my immortality.
......
Don't
Don't be so sweet
Don't be so nice
Don't open your heart
Let me learn more about you
Don't be so loving
Don't be so caring
Don't treat me like a sister
Let alone, act like
"janette Salcedo"
BLESS MY FRIEND
Lord, can you do me one favor please
Will you be less a friend for me?
I don’t know where she is now,
What she’s d
"family"
I have a brother,
I have a sister,
I have a father, a mother,
I hardly have a family.
I know you’re my friend
And that standing stranger
And that beggar over there
They
More Well Worn Bibles
More Well Worn Bibles
The world needs more well worn Bibles on its' tables
The Bible contains words of life and truth but no fables
People need to read and study these words of old
Soulmates
When one is alone
One feels that there is something missing
One longs for something that is not there
Something to fulfill oneself
When one is alone
One tries to answer one’s que
All Along
Fragments of yesterday
Lingers around us
Like the breaking petals
In dry season…
Sweet memories of yesteryears
Embrace us on a seat,
Leaving a wrinkled nose smile.
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