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ShyRhymes
http://shyrhymes.com
a simple site to hold my brightest memories and my darkest dreams. Most is poetry, some is prose… some is fact, most is fantasy. I’ll leave it to you to decide which is which..
- Added on: Sep 11th, 2007
- Country: United States
- Language: English
Recent Posts
Clouds
There were clouds in every shade of gray imaginable and just one patch of robin’s-egg blue showing that there are two sides to everything even the autumn sky; low slung clouds, fringed with the icy tips of impending winter; billowing with inner...
Today I Picked the Grapes
Today I picked the grapes, But they were not mine to eat. They were only mine to put into The basket at my feet. And when the day was over, I stood and turned for home, But I really didn’t have one. My home is just a room. One room in a two room sh...
Morning
Moon In the early dawn hours, As I looked to the sky I saw the moon through the trees Whispering good-bye. Gently she faded from my sight As the darkness waned And the day waxed bright. Light I wish that I could paint the light So you could see from ...
Mankind
In honor of the day: Mankind: such a beautiful word! Reverse the syllables. The meaning is clear. If every man was a kind man Unlimited change would appear. Yet inflamed by fear, Ashamed we hide. We dwell on difference in color and creed. We build wa...
Kickapoo Creek
Kickapoo Creek is bare as bone. Its bed has cracked. Its springs have sprung. Along the paths of Kickapoo Creek, We walked when we were young. Our hearts were filled with passion. As along its banks we strolled. Our words of love gushed forth enough ...
Sunny Day
Take me on a Sunday trip. I don’t care – anywhere you want to go. Some place where the air is clean, Where we can smell the flowers. If within the hour it starts to rain We’ll pretend It’s still a sunny day. Let’s get on...
