RE: book of poetry |
Friends, I finally have all of my poems that I can find in one book. Presently, it is 8 1/2 by 11 by about 86 pages. It contains 71 poems. It has a comb binding. I will send it to anyone in the contin... Posted by on Sun, 31 May 2009 06:12:00 GMT |
Tea Parties |
Freedom! Passing away! Will you let it happen? What are you doing to stop it? I'm not talking being radical here. Just doing something. America may soon become socialistic unless we DO something. Unle... Posted by on Tue, 14 Apr 2009 17:28:00 GMT |
Christmas |
As I consider this Christmas season, I think of all the activity or inactivity that I witness this time of year. Some families come together. Some won't. Some people buy lots of presents for others. S... Posted by on Tue, 23 Dec 2008 13:27:00 GMT |
What Is Sure-A Reflection |
WHAT IS SURE
Sometimes I feel like I'm a hero
Sometimes, I'm simply a zero
I'd like to be your knight in shining armor
But I'm neither a knight, nor have any armor
I am what I am. I will be what I wil... Posted by on Mon, 18 Aug 2008 20:53:00 GMT |
Born with a Broken Heart-poem |
Born With a Broken Heart
By Marcus Mooney
Born in the USA
Born on a sunny Sunday
Born in the Year of the Rat
Born to wear many hats
Born to be loved
Born to have enough
Born in a time of turmoil
Born ... Posted by on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 21:25:00 GMT |
Educating Captain (follow-up to Ascent to Captain) |
Educating Captain
By Marcus Mooney
Arriving into port, the Admiral to see
Captain quickens his step
Upon their meeting, the Admiral is pleased
Yet cautions His Captain at being adept
Cap... Posted by on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 09:34:00 GMT |
More song stories |
Where Can I Go?---this song is rather self-explanatory. After splitting up with my wife, I felt I had lost who I was. I wanted to find that person. So, where could I go to find the very essence of -- ... Posted by on Thu, 13 Sep 2007 16:34:00 GMT |
The Worse Type of Suffering-a poem |
The Worse Type of Suffering
By Marcus Mooney
You might suffer because you don't have money
You might suffer because you don't have a honey
You might suffer because you didn't get the breaks
You... Posted by on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 18:21:00 GMT |
Farewell to Love-Poem |
Farewell to Love
By Doc Mooney
Regretfully, I must
Admit my defeat and disgust
For so many a night, no, year
I have pursued and, I thought, near
Obtaining that to which I long
Pouring in... Posted by on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 12:02:00 GMT |
Explorer-Poem |
Explorer
A Poem by Doc Mooney
I dive into your eyes without fear
Of the wild, wonderful worlds I'll find here
I hike through the darkness unafraid
Of the traps that once you laid
That have kept you s... Posted by on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 18:09:00 GMT |