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John Boyle

Updated: Tue, 14 Oct 2008 11:54 am

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I just write whatever comes from my heart... No publications... to speak of... I am no one special.. I just like to mumble a lot... Which you will see if you read any of my writes.. Smiles.. I started writing when I found out my wife was going to pass away and have been writing ever since... Twas my way out from all that has happened in my life and what gone on since... I live in Three Rivers, Michigan.. USA


Unforseen Scales Of Winter Another day... Another journey within the roots, Of the failing sword....Kneeling amidst ~ The unforeseen grey scales of winter.... With nothing to feel except each death.. Between the disguised delights spoken.. Mid the ages of the firstborn ~ Next forty years.. Broken and battered by deep reflections.. That became the weather of the seasons.. By the sword on the hill...Armed with gathering.. Each flower between the delicate steps.. Neath the formed affections of the bosom.. Of all of nature ~ Waiting a cry aloud... A voice in the wilderness...Like a warm hand, Brushing the dust from the mantle of the sun.. Rising above the dark weddings between tears.. Beckoning the conversation ~ To live within.. Amidst the peaceful sounds of just lying near.. The courtships of valleys and their floating hills..

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<Deleted User> (4281)

Thu 16th Oct 2008 02:34

Hello, John

Welcome to WriteOutoud, site. I am glad you joined. I am looking forward to your writes. Your poems have been always beautifully penned and enjoyable to read.

Kind Regards,

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