Hi All....just a perspective intake here to let you all know how I am doing. Allot of the time my depression keeps me from writing, harldly well as much as I...
Hidden Beauty Of A Loving Soul by Edward Wolverton@2009    Shine the fair awake, Oh lord my soul to cry this pain of love. She Say's a hidden beauty ...
Symmetry Of Self by Edward Wolverton@2009 Â Â Â The ambient text of life, the amity of song and dance, I hail thee-self, to thine own self be true. Â What...
Tell Me Why by Edward Wolverton@2009 Â Â Â Tell me why. Â Tell me why we must feel the hurt and sorrow of life? Â Speak to me and cry out the words i...
The Voice Of Love by Edward Wolverton@2009    Summer's fever, blessed love thy sickness consumes. Shall I shout out what waits my willing eyes, and...
Child by edward wolverton@2009    Child if there ever was, thyself.  The morning hugs the mounting of my arms around myself, tightly I hold the wraps...
A Profile For A Nymphomaniac  I am an extremely nice guy. I believe in honoring my word Way beyond surrender. I tend to hysterically funny, And I tend to...
Saying Something Interesting  Don’t worry. I’ll replace it on the internet tonight. Did you know you can be like SPAM mail - Filtered into the trash… ...
Hi Everyone, just a short note here to let you know- I just received a publication contract for my fifth book of poetry. My fourth should be on the market in...
Hi Everyone. I just wanted to let you all know that I just published five more books of poetry. There is currently four books listed with barnesandnoble.com,...
WAR POETRY CONTEST 8th year. Fifteen cash prizes totaling $5,000. Top prize $2,000. Submit 1-3 unpublished poems on the theme of war, up to 500 lines in all....
I wrote poem earlier that was terminated by a long stem rose. Â I shall try again.....Ed. Â Â Â Eventful by Edward Wolverton@2009 Â Â Â sound the glory...
Hi All, Edward Wolverton here.  Hmmmm, I'm just getting out of the hospital again....with one of those weird pressure points on my chest...feeling much...
The Abstract Of My Serenity by Edward Wolverton@2009 Â Â Â Footsteps wondering in the falling rain, motion's sound tinkling verbatim, lost in the wind of...
Tie Died by Edward Wolverton@2009 Â Â Â I shall challenge thee with a gamble of wits, to engross the academy, standing with the golden Oscar, with a golden...
What Love by Edward Wolverton@2009 Â Â Â What love can mend a broken heart, shed a tear for a moment's sake, last these years to fate for memories cries? Â ...
Infinite Possibilities by Edward Wolverton@2009 Â Â Â Weigh upon the scales, the sights and sounds of life and death. Choose a path of wisdom and mercy, ...
BOOK TALK!!: This is the new network where we get together and discuss all the juicy details! Jessica Holter has invited you to the event 'The Head Doctor...
Often when you've felt that someone was getting on your nerves, Try throwing gasoline on that person, And BBQ that motherfucky To a robust But light tender...
Hi All. There were a few people who hat a hard time getting to muses review, so I wanted to post an address here for them www.musesreview.org/index.html  ...
Save by Edward Wolverton@2009 Â Â Â high light the tip toe flight, to soothing as I see my wondrous world in spinning toes and sound my ears from music...
A Simple Ghost by Edward Wolverton@2009 Â Â Â The flow of all that reveals my realm, is a closet in a dusty city. This entity has arrived and never left, ...
Sweet Geisha    She stirs the night in flaming elegance, fanning herself with a printed paper fan, losing herself to the free floating music in a long...
Itching Like A Diamond Necklace So if I start flying, will the dimpled maple leaf stop symbolizing the nation? Will screeching women stop their investigative...
C. G. Vaillancourt
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Sep 26, 2009 11:01 am
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Parasite You are a parasite, sucking my thoughts from me like a leaping leper spreading his disease. I intellectually run from you, but you follow. Your feet...
C. G. Vaillancourt
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What Is Life? Â Â Â What is life, that we cannot do without ourselves as goal tenders? Â The bounce and roll of everyday things, committed on a scale of...
Poor Orphan Child In truth, he was an unflavoured soul, a vessel of despair fashioned in clay. A misfit of intense and wild emotions, that fled the world, gone...
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