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Politics for Poets

Season of Emmanuel

Being down hearted is hard. So lighten up those hearts and be glad! easy to say. hard to do.

more excerpts from my newest novel:

I stepped away and came back and was surprised at how dark I let it get above. Now the light comes back. The dawn of something new. Giving credit to his own awareness the novelitically inclined writer stops for a while to rest his mind, which he has been running at full throttle.

It is that season. I know. I've got graphics but I'm not in a festive mood just yet to be posting my wreaths and bulbs and bow pictures. In years past I deck this sight's halls. I just need to throw a few switches and . . . wallah.

not yet. I'll give it some more time.

  Less is more.

Dec 3, 2012

well . . .

I think I've blogged enough today.

Life goes on.

Thank Veterans profussly and unexpectedly!

~ OK Now.

   That pony 
   was free to roam
  where it was safe
  and far from home
     or close by the window
 feeding her apples
    she drinks from a bottle
   she doesn't
     fret or neigh
  she's my darling
     pony
  on this
 Christmas Day.


 
here is a song fragment:
 
                      All your old
   letters you wrote
 when you were done 
    drinking your note
 and I sought
    the things you forgot
 to remind you
    that it's
  praiseworthy on
      this day
 to say
      Praise God!
   Praise
       God
    For His
    Unfailing
   Love!
  Praise God!
 

  
  








Wake up!

The solution to bad governance is
   good people.