‘A Perfect Match is Found’: A Poem by Roy E. Peterson
A Perfect Match is Found _Some people love the valleys. _Some people love the mountains. _Some people love the ...
A Perfect Match is Found _Some people love the valleys. _Some people love the mountains. _Some people love the ...
Fervid Fall Fantasy Dismal dread night shadows creeping, Darkened curtains barely keeping Misty moonlight beams from seeping Through my ...
Ten Rules for Living the Good Life You must make peace with your own past. _Construct a mental suture ...
. The Pentagon Panama Plan A place in turmoil—Panama_In nineteen eighty-eight—Was where the strongman Noriega_Was busy tempting fate. The Pentagon ...
. Dear Blabby’s Advice for the Clueless _I want to write a column _Like Abigail Van Buren To give out ...
. Not All Angels Play the Harp Not all angels play the harp, _Or sing in heaven’s choir. Some of ...
. My Fairytale You could be my Cinderella _I danced with at the ball. You’re the one I’m looking for ...
. Ten Pennies Per Paper Poppy ---a childhood memory of Memorial Day Ten pennies per paper poppy I helped my ...
. Spring Has Sprung Spring has sprung. It has begun--- _Birds nesting in the tree. It’s warm again. The cackling ...
. Big Pharma Ads Are Everywhere Big Pharma ads are everywhere __Suffusing my TV. They fail to give me confidence ...
. In the Garden of the King In the garden of the King I sit beside a crystal spring. The ...
. Happy Like Winnie the Pooh If I could be happy like Winnie the Pooh, Just thinking of good things ...
. We Already May Be in Purgatory The Peterson Postulate "What if this life is just a test so we ...
. Lines for Your Valentines Without you here, my life is like A broken pencil, simply pointless. And if you ...
. Fifties Country Living Sit down with me my children, come! __I'll spin a tale or two About when I ...
. Death Is But a Passing A death is but a passing from one world into another, A change of ...
. 'Twas the Day After Christmas ‘Twas the day after Christmas. Mom went to the store To return all her ...
. Journalists Live in a Fantasy World If you like fiction, then turn on the news. You will hear journalists ...
. American Espionage and the Soviet Target I was assigned to Russia as an Army attaché— A legal spy who ...
. Black Friday Before Christmas Many of the stories are real ones from the Internet. ‘Twas the month before Christmas ...
. Truth Streaked Across the Sky Truth streaked across the skyAlighting on a foreign strand,Where politicians buried itBeneath the lying ...
. Song of the Spirit After midnight slightly drowsy, Contemplating writing lousy, While the script-score I redacted, Something in my ...
. Consequences of Following Advice Advice can come in snappy lines __That have a fun refrain: “Let a smile be ...
. I Love My Paranoia I love my paranoia That no one else can see. It’s like a loving shadow ...
. I Have Waited for September I have waited for September When the stars shine silver white; When the sun ...
. Cold Blooded Murder It is a hot and muggy Sort of Texas day. Time to do my stalking And ...
. What Is Grief? When we are plagued by grief, We only think of sorrow— The loss of a dear ...
. My Patchwork Quilt Somewhere within my closet a patchwork quilt rests there; The patches cut by hands and with ...
. American Dream Where Did You Go? American dream, where did you go? Visions grand that I loved so? Land ...
. Rending the Night Remembering My Army Service in Vietnam . Flying bullets rend the night, Sleeping birds in instant ...
. I Hear the Distant Thunder I hear the distant thunder rolling__Across the nighttime sky.Incendiary lightning strikes__Of fire are drawing ...
. I Saw a Naked Wood Nymph I sat down in the forest, a picnic in the shade. I saw ...
. And Yet We Wash Our Hands When Pilate saw that he was getting nowhere, butthat instead an uproar was ...
. Some Can't See the Beauty Some can’t see the beauty in __A flower or a tree. I call them ...
. The Woods Have Waited Anxiously The woods have waited anxiously for me to reappear. I left them when the ...
. Soviet Tactics I Witnessed and Still in Use Today by LTC Roy E. Peterson Outside of the Chinese Communist ...
. Coffee Limericks . I love to have coffee each morning, Including the act of the pouring: __I smell the ...
. Do Your Jobs Live up to the Constitution That contains a plain solution. Guard us from invading mobs. Come ...
. You Can't Control Everything You can't control the wind that blows, The destiny of others' souls, Time and tides ...
. A Blanket of Snow from childhood memories of the blizzard of 1949 on a farm near Bonesteel, South Dakota. ...
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