Oh, for informational purposes only, I am a card carrying member of the ACLU, and here is my membership number: 68649508.
This is also the title of a book which I self-published. The cover was done by a professional photographer, by the name of Brian Record, who currently lives in Las Vegas. The editing was done by Steven Bentley Thomas. The book was published and shipped, or given directly, to about 30 individuals and no more. I have my own personal copy. I shipped them Certified Mail/Return Receipt requested and still have some of the green return cards. It was published and shipped prior to my publishing on AP. Each poem in that book is now on AP.
Since publishing these poems on AP, I have done some editing on a few of them, and those few are not identical to the ones in the above volumne. There have been changes in titles; spacing, some phrasology.
DCK
This book was a "limited gift edition" for close friends and family members. DCK
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In a list
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Out of devastation, hopes arise
Here new cities and humans grow.
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I steal away
Unto the cloudy skies -
Stirring-up trouble
Was his wont! -
What is sorrow, but joy in disguise?
We've run thru one another & gone our separate ways... -
Within myself...
Within the circle -
I lift
my burdened wings -
Smoothly blending through the night
Serene reflections, darker hue:26 lines, 23 comments, on Sep 13 7:37 PM 2006. In Coffee, Personal, Historical Restaurants, Wraith, Hopes, and Isotopes -
The days without moon, earth and stars.
The sun disappeared long ago. -
No more we fear the dark,
For we sing like the lark. -
Life in the depths, high in the air;
Doesn't matter if weather is fair. -
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Many years ago a little dog house was I.
Miraculously I began to grow.37 lines, 27 comments, on Apr 21 12:03 PM 2007. In Architecture, Historic Preservation, Philosophy, Spiritual, Wraiths -
Writing poetry in the parks, at bus stops too
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Imagine slithering beneath the sea
to Mysteries... -
We walk alone by choice or chance,
No matter what, we do our dance. -
Spring has sprung
The grass has risen -
I walk the road
Burdens lifted from -
Regardless of tone; rhythm or rhyme,
The trips we take some times need to bake, for the readers sake.26 lines, 17 comments, on Aug 13 5:10 PM 2008. In Inspirational, Philosophical, Creative process, Wraith -
Murmuring, bubbling down
Falling with a -
Oh,
Let this love -
Out of place and time,
Never fit in when earning a dime
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