Thin, thinner, thinnest
fat, fatter, me...
The act of art form
Is the flow from...
::this poem is me venting from a happening on this...
love poem sad poem, that's all I see from you...
I'd never ask for anything,
That wasn't mine to take...
If sometimes you can forget what you want
and focus on only what you give...
Opportunities often knock at our door
Those we have to choose to accept or ignore...
Look not at what you used to be,
The present day's what you should see...
I shall not float to heaven,
Graceful as a swan...
Connections that emanate from the Lotus flower...
M. Moran...
You say you will never forget where you were when
You heard the news On September 11, 2001...
We're swirling,
through the open landscapes in the universe...
Look into the sky and embrace this day. See how...
Her beautiful mind, body and soul are of little...