A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination. |
A log of our magnificent journey. |
When Haggard sang about how "Mama Tried," we all sympathized and cried, enthralled by his gritty twang. Merle Haggard was (and still is) a country music legend: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OjCltSnl2aE |
All it takes is a little sunshine and a meadowlark's melody to vanquish a dreary day. |
I was born to roam and write my tome, so others may learn from my adventures with crusty old gnome. Let the creativity flow from your soul! Dave "The Poet's Place " |
Left and right, dancing around the Nexus between point and counterpoint, but never the twain shall meet. |
Lilac fragrance spilled across rhubarb patch, which supplied filling for Mom's tasty pies in childhood home. Recipe for rhubarb pie: https://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/rhubarb-pie/5fb648a6-4a14-4d45-a4dd-c9c56f8... |
He wore chagrin like prison garb when Facebook "friends" exposed his sin. Without a doubt, he was a lout. |
When I go on a writing binge, the structure of my life comes off its hinge and frays around the fringe. |
With haughty mien, the pompous jerk created quite a scene when he was assigned to clean the latrine. |
The winsome mermaid lured sailors to their deaths among the jagged rocks with her mystic song of love. |
He stands, aloof, observing conversations, all the while, capturing snippets for his next novel. |