ERIC CHAET (originally posted at So-Called Poems) The years seem to slip away like a tide that carries us as tho we are helpless to make use of them– like the
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ERIC CHAET (originally published at So-Called Poems) Being a poet, engineer, physician or farmer, grocer, builder plumber, electrician, programmer reporter, editor, professor, historian star performer, clerk, or artisan or judge
ERIC CHAET (originally posted at The 100 So-Called Poems) A wave, a flame the career of one who, like a dog or horse accepts whatever role is assigned by fate
ERIC CHAET (originally posted at The 100 So-Called Poems) What if you were to say to me, “You’re great!” In my younger days, I yearned to be told, “You’re great!” But,
BRADLEY MASON HAMLIN In the dark you can move anyway you want look crazy arms crooked jump around stupid and
BRADLEY MASON HAMLIN snowflakes frozen fall self inviting wind chilling alone by fireplace [header art Carl Maria Seyppel (1847–1913), courtesy
ERIC CHAET (first published at The 100 So-Called Poems) What I present to humanity must be generous else it’s part of
ERIC CHAET (originally posted at The 100 So-Called Poems) I didn’t choose camouflage or invisibility. I’ve tried, all along to make
MICHAEL J BLAIR Perthshire, Scotland Upon walking round a corner from the station, we were faced with a scene straight
ERIC CHAET (original post from The 100 So-Called Poems) It’s a sad business having one’s work rejected, ignored, overlooked, forgotten & oneself underestimated no demand for what one has to offer
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