Mrs. Lowe has two pianos;
with one she's taught five generations...
If your heart had the gift of speech,
tell me what would it say...
Inspired by the poem "Repairs" by Andrew...
Tools flood the garage...
~Club Challenge, choosing one of the contents from...
I was a late starter when it came to cigarettes...
I've got nothing left,
drained in such a way...
I tasted sorrow the night that last
rain drop fell...
*I know this is very long... got on a roll writing...
"Dear Diary" is how each page began and...
Peering into my mind, is a fools errand my friend
Not even i can begin to speculate...
Will you ever forgive me
for my poetic ignorance and romantic wings...
In the silent watches of night,
my heart sank in subliminal depths...
I long for you - day and night,
missing your warm embrace...
Alone i strolled on an empty path,
only with my dreams...