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In the Eye of the Tiger

A Conversation between My Cat and Dog

If, I Had It All To Do Over!

Twilight Honor

A Portrait of my Life

Fifty Years of Tears

Eternal Rest

Do You Remember When?

Mirrow Reflctions

Who Knew?

"Jack Who?"

Ain't That a Shame?

Hopefully, They will Say...

Does It Matter?

Love Found

Who Knew?

My Little Dog named-Art

Yesterday's Autumn

A Bowl of Cheers?

I Say!

My Quest

Near Miss

Dreams of Yesterday

Do You Remember?


When is it all going to end?


Just Let It Be

La Vie en Rose

Heads in the Sand?

If I've Learned Anything!

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The Day the Poetry Stopped

The day the poetry stopped.
All the people listened, but
no longer the rhymes flowed.
The old poet sang his last
song of poetry from his
dying soul.

Only to be heard again,
when others recite.
That’s the fate of the dead
poet and his poetry rhymes
born in the middle of the
waking night.

Strange as it may seem,
his soul smiles with
shining gleam.
For now his poetry is recited
beyond his wildest dreams.  

Jackie R. Kays

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