We can make a move on through 

strumming into the soul's rhyme 

writing on the heart's poem 

by calling upon peace 

let spread all the magical bliss

to this tainted planet 

where the sacred do live 

Make a move my friends

you who believe in the sound.

--We can make a flute tweet

the highest bird's song 

by strumming the soul's sound 

making it more profound 

by calling upon peace 

we can make an acoustic tune …

Peace



Where land plants so very fertile

a portrait, a painting, or a poem 

not to waste these canvases 

where living becomes so versatile.

billions of people inside one soul 

the peace shall be the Divine call

when love muses in each prayer 

faith remains a choice in there

humanity must raise up by its…

Chicago Examiner cd review: Billy Jones Bluez - I'm A Bluesman

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I Love You in So Many Ways

Jeffery A. Sanders Sr

Featuring ~Intellectual Verbal Freedom…

so . . and . . . for eons . . .

i have been unto the destiny…

TOUCHING HER INNER ART II

By Jeffery sanders Aka-Cali-isms

He hand picked the locks of her envied whims

Moving to…

The Path of a Twitter Tweet to High Value Online Real Estate

To tweet - the sound of a bird. Why should poets care about a 140 character post on Twitter? In a moment I will explain where that one tweet can go or come from and how it can mean that you occupy high value online real estate.

It is great…

Hey, Kimberly Burnham, here. I am an Integrative Medicine specialist focused on brain health. I have also developed a field of healing called Sensational Medicine, which uses the senses to help you heal.

A little bit about me and my poetry and then I will share what having an Amazon Author's page has done for me and what it can do for you.

I feel so strongly that we can each feel better and literally transform our body and ability to heal through paying…

am i worthy

am i beautiful

am i special

am i smart

do i deserved to be loved and cared for

do i deserve a true friend or am i only deserving of backstabbers and liars

will i ever find that one special one my soulmate

do i deserve honor and respect

will i be heard or will my words fall on deaf and uncaring ears

should i always come first or will always be put in second place

should i be there when your words are piercing to…

If I had the money, the know-how, the ingenuity;I would have published it all myself. If I had the courage I'd of peddled it door to door. Everybody I showed it to heaped the flattering type of praise upon me that I knew was bullshyt. I knew then inside the hearts of men iz darkness & deceit; for I have but to gaze upon my own reflection to accomplish this simple revelation. Here in lies the lesson... I had to learn, as I'm sure many before me have, that 0NE…

Check out February's column featuring ***Poetess Fran Ayers***, ***Neetu Wali***, ***William S. Peters Sr.…

I once read that a group of scholars examined each of the most popular world religions -- including Christianity, Islam, Hindu and Judaism -- to see if there was one overriding message woven in each.



They agreed that at in one way or another, each religion conveyed the importance of the Golden Rule -- treat others the way you want to be treated.



I thought about…

Does it ask much?

Clothed in simple attire

unassuming…

So much stimuli

Flooded my tired senses

Unable to write down words

Pictures of subjects…

Faith transformed her

Rebuilding her tortured soul

A new beginning

Opened up shuttered windows…

For all the love you freely gave

The outstretched hand through strain and stress

And words of praise you often lent

Of hope and smiles you quickly gave

For all the joy your presence brought

You lit the paths…

Not boastful

The Contagion of freedom's fire

Lights a nation with promise of a dream

Hope and opportunity,each mans' desire

Is it as elusive as it would seem?

For one man's dream, so long ago denied…