Tag Archives: Bookshelf

This Isn’t a Poem Tho It Looks Like One…

A TRANSITIONAL OBJECT… is a beloved and reassuring item that stands in for Mom                                         when she is out of sight.   … Continue reading

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Arrrrrggghh!  I see I’ve already posted this. Don’t know what to do about it but try harder next time to  pay attention to what I’m doing…     On my bookshelf you can see my inner self revealed to thee. … Continue reading

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On My Bookshelf — verse

ON MY BOOKSHELF…. On my bookshelf you can see My inner self revealed to thee. Maybe Hen’s Teeth and Horse’s Toes Won’t go far to  show you me, but Frames of Mind should give a hint of where my time … Continue reading

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