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  • The Pity of War

    They marched beneath a hopeful sky,With songs that drowned the fear inside,Young faces lit by borrowed dreams,Not knowing how so… READ MORE

  • Introduction to My Pastoral Poetry

    An Invitation to Nature In these verses,I wander the quiet pathswhere nature speaks in gentle tones.Here, amidst fields,forests, and open… READ MORE

  • Whispers from the Sea

    Amidst the whispersof his soul’s deep dive,a man sketches life,where dreams revive. Dolphin’s dance,yachts set sail in the mind’s eye—a… READ MORE

  • Golden Nectar

    Amidst flowers and blossoms’beauty fair,a honeybee dancesin the summer air. Gathering nectarwith gentle grace,in the golden jar,sweetness finds its place.… READ MORE

  • Harmony

    In the gardenwhere daffodils sway,a lady feeds the birdsat break of day. By the pond’stranquil, shimmering grace,nature’s harmonyfinds its place.… READ MORE

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Reflections on Life

Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be

The Future You Create

The future waits in quiet clay,
Shaped by the hands that work today.

No distant star can chart your way,
Like choices made along the day.

Each step becomes tomorrow’s view,
The future lives in what you do.

By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)