Prudy

Do you think of me as gone? I am with you still in each new dawn. I never thought in so short I would be on a pen writing another obituary after "TM in a circle" , saying my goodbyes and so longs to an old friend, a daughter, a mother to a nation in... Continue Reading →

Wednesday writing

I used to be a critical thinkerNow i barely use my brainMy thoughts have left the buildingNo standing ovationMy ideas are somewhere on the beachTaking a long vacationOops! I forgot how to breath againLike a giant I can't count up to 5I'm sounding put these wordsAs I write them down.

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