One Hopeful Morning Up The River
written by: David Barry Temple
Someone made their own fun during the depression
Outside the city with no place to li...
Sonnet
written by: Allan Edward Tierney
Alone I oft think on that one called death
When grey rain falls drearily cold outside
I see the dying of all...
Love Uninhibited
written by: Bruce Rowe
Our hearts laid open bare we love without a care
Cast inhibitions to the wind, candles glimmering sparse and ...
Sometimes The River Runs To Me
written by: David Barry Temple
Sometimes the river runs to me
When I am tired of peddling upstream.
There is a place ...
The Indigenous Stranger
written by: Mounia Mnouer
When you want to breathe, but can’t find your breath
When you want to smile, but can’t find your mu...
