Category: Poetry
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October
It’s my favorite month. The leaves turn colors and are swept from the trees by the winds that promise cooler days are coming. Sweatshirts and shorts are appropriate attire and sandals can still grace the feet that have stopped tromping in the garden’s greens and reds and yellows. It’s my birthday month. Technically, that makes…
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Pursue
I pursue words those wonderful things curves and lines that speak when assembled together. I pursue chocolate and coffee. Aroma and flavor that spark a temporary pleasure so fleeting. I must pursue peace and righteousness Remember, woman! Remember! The things that last are heavenly. So … I pursue words that point to Him: Almighty Father…