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AHHH! Sweet Aroma

H. W. Bryce  AHHH! SWEET AROMA Ahhhhh! The sweet aroma of coffee and eggs, That first sniff of a new minted day, newspaper On door step, hair all askew, bleary and blinking eyes Focussed on you; ah, that sweet sleepy … Continue reading

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  WITHOUT A SCRIPT H. W. Bryce Without a script, you are nothing. You are at the mercies of the meanies. They can see you coming a mile away. Without a script you are a tennis ball, Or a tiny … Continue reading

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I AM A DREAMER H. W. Bryce   I am a dreamer. I dream my way through life. Not only that, but I live my dreams. And once lived, the dreams keep on coming in streams And like a river, … Continue reading

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  LIGHT THE WAY Light the way for the one who is lost at sea, Whether that be a sailor on the ocean, A fisherman upon the sea, or a landlubber Lost in the forest of his mind. Be kind. … Continue reading

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  THIS IS ME This is me, still stuck at the keyboard, Still spilling ideas onto the screen With Hypertensitivity Still going for that deadline Still another shot at the prize Intense and focused, can’t ever Let it go. Obsessed, … Continue reading

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  DARKNESS FALLS H. W. Bryce Sitting there watching the darkness Slowly descending for a soft Landing on the earth, The soft scent of late decaying Leaves tickle The nostrils to the distant Musical hoot of the wise looking old … Continue reading

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When we were kids

  When We Were Kids H. W. Bryce When we were kids, We played cowboys and outlaws. We had cap guns And we shot at each other, Hiding, running, shooting! “Gotcha. Yer dead!” “No yuh didn’. Yuh missed by a … Continue reading

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