Sore Feet…
By: B9PATRIC~ Feel the pain Passing through Growling with each step Making a mockery of you You can’t even pace …
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Tangled…
By: B9Patric~ . On the park bench sat the pair Mother with dirty clothes, messy hair But still he had …
Whispering Pines…
By: B9Patric~ The wind blowing through my hair I walk the trail Fallen leaves at my feet The time October …
Limerick
there once was a girl from Kentucky who had a fine horse she called Bucky in high hopes he would …
B9Patric
I began writing at age 18 and I remember that the experience was terrific because it was like continuing high school …
You Rule My Darkness….
By: B9Patric~ In dreamlike sleep you walk In desperate need of rest. You speak yet I do not listen. I …
THE DANCE….
By: B9Patric~ She approached him apprehensively while shadows danced upon the walls. Would he notice her? Would he recall her …
Dawn Of A Beautiful Day….
By:B9Patric~ Filled with antipathy Ecstatic with frustration No Compassion for the oppressed Dictator of inhumanity Ruler of the soul in …
Worthwhile….
By: B9PATRIC~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Remember me When you go to bed With thoughts of me Running through your head Think back …
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