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The Evolution of Gabby GaiilRemember the doll with the string sticking outPull it and you’d hear her say (or shout)“I’m pretty tricky”.She’d say it..

Sitting at a lightSix cars aroundFive of six,Foreign made.Drivers of the carsAll women,Age of allUnder thirty.What's wrongWith this picture?s

Old Dan and Ralph had been there beforeThey and the crowd knew what was in store.When the announcer gave their nameThe applause acknowledged their..

Nosie is his nameWhen he got his shot at Fame.Visiting in the even’n hoursWhen others were in their unawares.Made his roundsAlong the waySurveying..

The three dark horsemen of the press do damage not with swords but with well chosen words. On the passing of; Dan Rather, Tom Brokaw, and Peter..

T’was the early days of AutumAn frost lay heavy on the fieldsWhile in th’ house t’was snug an’ warmWith th’ smell of the blazn’ fire fillin’ us with..

When the cow egrets no longer flyBut seek a fence post nearbyWatching and waitingNot seeking out the hoppers in the grassOr waiting for them to take..

DNA is nothing more than a corkscrewThat permits entry into the bottled brew.Twisting and turning as it maySeeking like-kind in haploid way.Lining up..

Me:Fooled me once,Shame on He.Fooled me twice,Shame on Me.He:Gotcha, Gotcha,Again and again,You'll never understandThe game we're play'n.Me:My..

The old clock don't tick no moreSince I got one from the computer storeNew one just sat there by the bedAnd glowed an off-colour red.It kept the time..

Too often we only seeWhat appears to beBut in the darkness there remainsThe whole world not illuminated by flames.A world that continues onRegardless..

The buzzard tree stands forlornOf leaves and small branches shornCrafted by nature, stark and bareWith no life here to shareDraped in moss through..

A poem to celebrate Caroline's accomplishments.The ButterflyThe stage is darkAnd silence hangs heavily in the airOn the floor a tiny lump appearsIt..

Standing on Dwarf''s shoulders in the SwampDoes he see better?Too bad about those underfoot.s

T'was a wood peckerThat's his monikerGiven that with a frequent blowHe searches for insects, below.Sad wood pecker that he isDoesn't understand..

Here's a story to be toldBefore the memory grows oldAbout a famous (or infamous) if you prefer itThe Bicycle Bandit.In Memphis townStreets were..

The Beltway TeaseOtherwise, known as the FedWho some say is to the economy, wed.Raising and lowering interest rates’ the gameThrough several..

The Beginning...A trip through the elementssearching for the beginning. Not the DNA encoded secrets of lifebut of how life began.Not simple life..

There he lies asleep so soundIn this cool place that’s mostly roundFitting perfectly to the spineThat's bent just to be so supline.Head resting above..

The wind battered barn stands aloneNothing has changed in the years sinceIt once stood proudDefending that which was within.Man cared for the..

At the barber shop I watchedAs the scissors snipped and groomedThe ego and the plumeOf the one sitting thereIn the jacked up-chair.A facial, mustache..

Claiming superiority by BirthDenying other's a place on EarthA simple statement, among many,'I won, ' in the face of the 'Enemy.'Of a humble man was..

On the knee-high block of 'bod-ark'Stands the Anvil, cold and darkRailroad spikes hold it secureEnsuring every abuse it will endure.Forged in metal..

The acrid smell creeps outOf the fine fabric aboutThe composed mistressWho sits in deep distress.For she knows, as others willSoon discover as..

The Blacksmith's ForgeHe rest his hammer alongside the wallAnd ask the boy that turns the bellows to not stop at allFor the coals must glow and yield..