I very, very seldom do romantic poems, or even love stories. I usually shy away from such topics or look at my brother from another mother F. Kenneth Taylor tackle that specific subject. I really did not have a strong reason for such an avoidance but any note here we go.. I wrote this love … Continue reading Friday Night Poetry Corner #79–An Angel’s last wish
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Any of every time filled with such hatred? Could you remember anywhere, anytime no voice of ill-reason was heard, or judgmental thoughts preserve in old structures of family? Backyard cookouts followed by the charismatic aunt and uncle who had way too much to celebrate from the bottom of a bottle. It open thoughts, sometimes conversations … Continue reading Searching for the right words..