I watched one thousand people walk along a darkened road –
A road which, leading nowhere, passed nearby my poor abode.
All steady and without a sound they moved as by one mind.
I waited by my door to ask them what they thought to find.
The... – by John M. Broadhead | 1,286 Views added 1 year ago
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He’d a spark in his eye and a bounce in his stride
As he walked down the road with a bag at his side.
He was seventeen years on the day he left home
To find happiness henceforth the wide world to roam.
“Fare-thee-well my dear mother, someday... – by John M. Broadhead | 136 Views added 1 year ago
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I am full of love, my friend,
I am so full of love.
For I love my fellow people
And I love the stars above
And each soft and furry critter
And the sinless birds that twitter
And the whole of this creation
And each free and warless nation.
... – by John M. Broadhead | 314 Views added 1 year ago
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I am not a person
For a person is a person
Of complete and single character
Unique but comprehensible
Who sees the world and judges
With a clarity of principle
All clear of doubt and terror
Of a universe in peril
Since the worries of the... – by John M. Broadhead | 278 Views added 1 year ago
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The dust that lined the desert floor was cracking from the heat,
Where rats and toads were scared to go and lizards burnt their feet,
A thousand leagues from blade of grass or cloud to block the sun,
The outlaw walked relentless with a hand... – by John M. Broadhead | 569 Views added 1 year ago
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Young Timothy Dellman was cut at the neck
As the pirates with cutlasses boarded the deck.
The battle went poorly for HMS Fraught
For her sails were all torn and her rudder was shot.
Poor Timothy swam while the ship sank behind
With a flag... – by John M. Broadhead | 262 Views added 1 year ago
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It first appeared a wisp of winding darkness in the air,
A blemish in the blue of morning otherwise so fair.
I thought it was a snake arising from the forest top,
Then through the breeze it billowed like a roaring mountaintop.
Alarmed to see... – by John M. Broadhead | 226 Views added 1 year ago
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Upon a beach I musing stood and breath’d the clean salt air,
And fill’d with joy and madness cried: “o sea, why art thou fair?
How is it that your voice enthralls and lures us to your lap,
Why draw in hapless mariners, confounding any map?
Since... – by John M. Broadhead | 11 Views added 1 year ago
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Time and Death sat all alone
To watch the new Sun rise,
As warmth it brought to lifeless stone
And light to empty skies.
Time stood up and ran to see
The beauties that awoke.
For he had waited endlessly
In darkness’ heavy cloak.
All... – by John M. Broadhead | 42 Views added 1 year ago
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Do you see? Can you see where the boy sits alone
By the birch tree, my son of six years and a day.
Every morning he sits there on top of that stone;
I come out to chop wood as I watch him at play.
Yes, there he is, old man, up yonder.
... – by John M. Broadhead | 19 Views added 1 year ago
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