My Life’s Canvas…
By: DewDotSag~ My life is an unfinished painting So be gentle with what you see- It’s goal is to be …
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My Life’s Canvas…
By: DewDotSag~ My life is an unfinished painting So be gentle with what you see- It’s goal is to be a masterpiece …
ANCIENT WHISPERS…
By: DewDotSag~ . If you sit high on the mountain, as the sun begins to sink And you watch the …
Chauvinists…
BY: DewDotSag~. So you’re fond of the perspective You would savor then and now Where the woman of your daydreams …
CHILDREN’S DREAMS…
By: DEWDOT SAG~ When I was a child, my dreams were quite small Of picnics and pizzas, square blocks and …
NOCTURNAL TRYST…
By: DewDotSag~ . I clung to you so desperately My senses blindly held Your touch electrifying, My fears silently quelled …
Harmony…
By: DewDotSag~ I’m high above the timberline, The world is at my feet The puffy clouds above my head Sail …
Conscience…
By: DewDotSag~ I was deep in conversation With my conscience yesterday, When it said something shocking, In a simple, straight …
SANTA’S PRAYER….
BY: DewDotSag~ Sound asleep on Christmas eve My mind unbridled lay Imagination was unleashed My fancy had its way I …
HIS TREASURES….
By: DewDotSag~ ~ He never seemed to have a home Just a park bench, he sat alone But when I’d …
SEA OF LIFE….
By: DewDotSag~. My lot was cast on the sea of life, My sails were beat by the winds of strife. …
ACROSS THE RIVER….
By: DewDotSag~. I marveled at the majesty The regal bearing of the tree That stood with simple elegance Across the …
THE OLD MAN….
By: DewDotSag~ * He was old and weary and tired of life Beaten and worn by constant strife Grayed and …
THE BELLS THAT TOLL….
By: DEWDOT SAG~ . We hear the plaintive bell that tolls The eagle sheds a tear Old Glory waves in gentle …
Late Night Poets 