Happiness is a thought, a state of being All stoics bear their own fruit, risking oblivion What man or woman cannot find a thought, as…
Leave a CommentBlogs, Poetry, and Writing from J.D. Mullenary Sr.
Blogs, Poetry, and Writing from J.D. Mullenary Sr.
Non-modern form poetry
Happiness is a thought, a state of being All stoics bear their own fruit, risking oblivion What man or woman cannot find a thought, as…
Leave a CommentI…..Feel it I Feel it pounding, not unlike a heartbeat, this Strange and knowing feeling, driving me, driving my soul I…..Feel it Striking my mind,…
Leave a CommentLaying on the beach, sand over toes and wind through hair, Thought’s flee and spirit’s rise, Needs fade, heart soothes, simple lives abound Memories carry…
Leave a CommentFather of mine, with your absent care Words unexpressed are heard nonetheless He spake hardly at all, but showed the world Forming a bedrock of…
Leave a CommentAn inner eye be not memory say I, say I But a longitudinal wave stretching forth its monstrous hand Memories are repetitive say I, say…
Leave a CommentSwish and flick, the quill or stick The writer knows the way His words flow up, down and around His worlds will make you stay…
Leave a CommentThis is a test run at Alliteration. Sally sighed sadly as she sat stiffly The terrible truth traversed through the timespace She shouldn’t sigh…
Leave a CommentYou erupt like stars With galaxies in your eyes Yet burning all alone
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