this is all the teller legend books like the legend of oyaysis truth and the legend of astrox more will be coming out soon so stay tuned.
your gods angel but you can be devils servant from sin to heart
A poem about the feelings of not belonging..no matter where you are in life there's always that occasional feeling of being alone. * I can do all things through Christ*
These are poems that i have worked on over the years, i add more and more all the time so come and check if you enjoy them. I love to write and would love to know your thoughts.
Married twenty five years, met Sue thirty years ago. Two boys, Ken & Mike now men, twenty two and twenty. Seasons is a snapshot of the minds eye of life, my life. Good Day, eh.
this book was written for the contest: my biggest fear for serious writers. the story explains my personal biggest fear in detail. i hope all the judges enjoy reading this!
It is dark here, We'll still get to the moon, You steer, for the skies I'm sure, On your side are clear. *****************************
He boarded the city bus without purse. Conductor helped him and received “Thanks a lot.
I added one new poem to this as of January 27th 2012. It is called No One Hears Me. I don't have much else to say.
this is all the teller legend books like the legend of oyaysis truth and the legend of astrox more will be coming out soon so stay tuned.
your gods angel but you can be devils servant from sin to heart
A poem about the feelings of not belonging..no matter where you are in life there's always that occasional feeling of being alone. * I can do all things through Christ*
These are poems that i have worked on over the years, i add more and more all the time so come and check if you enjoy them. I love to write and would love to know your thoughts.
Married twenty five years, met Sue thirty years ago. Two boys, Ken & Mike now men, twenty two and twenty. Seasons is a snapshot of the minds eye of life, my life. Good Day, eh.
this book was written for the contest: my biggest fear for serious writers. the story explains my personal biggest fear in detail. i hope all the judges enjoy reading this!
It is dark here, We'll still get to the moon, You steer, for the skies I'm sure, On your side are clear. *****************************
He boarded the city bus without purse. Conductor helped him and received “Thanks a lot.
I added one new poem to this as of January 27th 2012. It is called No One Hears Me. I don't have much else to say.