Category Archives: Lost

The Forest

  THE FOREST   H. W. Bryce   The forest thrives, grows and goes on for miles. Its beauty lights up the satellite’s window for The encircling astronauts              whose food supplies Are almost bankrupt. This vast green of trees was … Continue reading

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Portrait of a Mood

  PORTRAIT OF A MOOD   H. W. Bryce   Her face reflects a melancholy mood, Thoughtful, gentle, kindness of soul, exudes Patience and love, rejuvinations. Her face is a portrait of peace.   Slowly, she reawakens from her thoughtful … Continue reading

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Once We Were Soldiers

  ONCE WE WERE SOLDIERS   H. W. Bryce Once we were soldiers, now we are not… We were wounded. we died; Now it is trouble is all that we got. Once we fought on the battleground, Now we fight … Continue reading

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  RAGE! RAGE! H. W. Bryce   (Blk mead Jun 14-20) blogged Sept 21, 2020 Rage! Rage against the faults of Man about, His shitty attitude to fellow man, How he colours his words to his coloured Friend, how he … Continue reading

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Or Am I Just Losing My Mind?

  OR AM I JUST LOSING MY MIND? Blogged Feb 3, 2020 H. W. Bryce   I have only two blogs Yet my POST blog keeps showing up On my BLOG blog. What is happening To my mind? Where does … Continue reading

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The Trees and the Underbrush of Life

  THE TREES and the underbrush of life Today they came and cut out the underbrush, The death knell has sounded and the bell has Tolled for the squirrels, the raccoons, the crows, jays, starlings, et al, who inhabit this … Continue reading

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It’s Time

  TIME IS RELATIVE   Time is relative – it just isn’t mine. Time just doesn’t love me. Obviously we ain’t brothers. He don’t look out for me.   When I want it to go fast, Time crawls. When I … Continue reading

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