the poem

the real poem is not in the words but in the thought... the well of feelings in which it was created the true painting is not on the canvas but in the vision... the caverns of the conscious mind the beauty of love is not just a kiss, a smile, a touch... but rather the moment of it's inception the poet, the artist the creator unknown all conspiring to bring Life to our thoughts

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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