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patchy ... She Wrote
  Her friends ...They Wrote
She ponders ... What Was Written
For so many years, I wrote.  Actually, for most of my life ,,, I wrote.  Poems, thoughts, short
episodes of my life experiences.  Several years ago all writings, the short stories & poems, were thrown
away during a time of deep depression.  More have been written since then ,, the majority also discarded.
Perhaps it is just as well that they were.

It was in 1989 that my writing died along with many other essential parts of me. . . since then, formed
creative writing has been rare.  I "think" a lot but I can't seem to remember how to "put into words" the
way my thoughts "feel" inside my mind ,, not in an orthodox structured way.

* With caution and hesitation, I am posting here, scattered among other writings,  just a few items
written by me since that first "throwing away" time. Some are rough and sometimes without cadence
or rhyme.  If I can write again, bit by bit and add to this page, maybe i can reveal or find some
pieces of Me again in doing so.
* On this site you will also find writings by friends. writings that stir something when i read them.
* And, you will find writings i have read and pondered often, the composers unknown to
me on any personal level.

i have added a link to a Friend's poetry page because i found some work with a spirit that touched
me.  you too, i hope.

please be open, compassionate and reflective as you read. at times, souls are bared and the writings
may seem ''dark'' ,,, perhaps they just need your eyes to see the ''light''.. we thank you for your
time spent here.     __patchy

SnowToes
The  Dolphins  Came
Soldier
Legend Of The Raindrop
The Time Is Now
Please Forgive Me
Anguish
House Of Cards
The Impossible Dream
Somewhere
Darkness
 In Dreams Of You
Message Via Angels
Please Hear What I'm Not Saying
Tears
Angels Whispering In The Mist
For  Lack  Of  Love
Reflections In A Broken Mirror
Remorse
Tomorrow
Warm Feet
Little Do Men Perceive
When  She  Sleeps
Garden Sanctuary
 
From The Book Of Counted Sorrows
 


 
Spoken Writings ... in Real Audio

'' Some People ''
'' You Can't ''
'' Hold Fast Your Dreams ''

The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran
.. Chapter by Chapter  

Like everyone else i feel  the need of  relations and friendship, of affection and I am not made of stone or iron, so I cannot
miss these things without feeling, as does any other intelligent man, a void and deep need.  I tell you this to let you know how 
much good your visit has done me.    __ v.van gogh

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* Read some Poetry by a man i call 'Bro' .. click here to visit his '' Wall Of Names '' *


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