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The sun may shine brightly and the birds sing nearby. The clouds are not many when the Summer doesn't cry. The grass, so green when Spring rolled around. The leaves have all fallen when Fall comes to town. The coldness sets in, as daylight departs. Withdrawn within, where is the heat in my heart? Ever so tender was Springs fresh air. Frozen in ice is November's despair. Troubles have mounted and reached their peak. No one is around, for none do speak. From November 2nd through 10th, 2023 I suffered a complete mental and emotional collapse. At first, I could not walk or talk or see beyond ...

Lazar and Jingles have known many adventures over the course of their short lives. They've been in space. They've crossed over into other dimensions. They've saved the world. Presently, a new mission calls for brave and caring duo. One that has struck far closer to home. She sits waiting in the community tree house. Waiting. Weeping. Wondering what the world has in store for her. For her world has come to a screeching halt. She who waits and wonders is one Caroline Snow Henderman. Daughter of Amanda, known to those closest to her as Mandy. Several hours ago Amanda Henderman took her own ...

There is a path often unseen. Crooked, forked, please believe. Hot, broken, some will see, The path of fear as seen by me. A collection of poems by Kendrick Sims. Written as a reflection of a general anxiety disorder. The road to recovery is filled with mirrors.

So often we find ourselves alone among many. Voiceless among the speaking. Blind, though seeing. Able to sense and touch and not comprehend the world around us, as a statue we sit in silence. Forever awaiting that one other lonely soul who will understand our silence. Such is the world of anxiety and depression, sugar-coated in fear. Poems reach out when nobody might reach in. This book attempts to reach out to all who suffer from fear. You are not alone. You are one among many. The darkness is not as frightening when you know you are not alone. Friendships abound. They are just very hard ...

During the darkness of forever night. Someone enters through the blight. Left behind are kindred men. In Hell's kitchen or Heaven's den. Walk with pride down a lonely street. Never mind whom you might meet. For at the end the grave will call. Not for one, but for us all. Kendrick Sims June 2025

One, two, I feel so blue. Three, four, I am seen no more. Fix, six, who's playing tricks? Seven, eight, what's my fate? Nine, ten, I'm afraid again. In November 2023 I was committed to the psychiatric ward of a local hospital. I was sick, both mentally and physically, overwrought with unfamiliar emotions and suffering rapid thinking the likes of which I'd never known before. My thoughts were not my own. This, however is the end of the story. The beginning was months earlier during the Summer of 2023. It was then that I made a fateful decision that forever changed my life. I went off a ...

The sun shall lurk beyond the trees. What you see shall set you free. Do not ask to take a peek. Through these words you shall seek. A life so changed through words and song. Gives you reason to live alone. Wherefore you should seek to go, Only those in the Heavens know. Kendrick Sims May 2025

Sometimes one finds oneself in a place they've never seen before. In one instance, mine, it was a place I'd never even contemplated as existing. It was simply a somewhere out there, for others in need. Then it was mine. A short time later it was gone from my life. So short a stay yet the journey there was long, as is the journey back. These poems began in this place of change. They continue onward on a little notepad I was given by someone most kind. These are the first of my private ponderings to see publication. As well, of course, as the never-ending supply of kitty pictures. My little ...

It's a beautiful summer day in Waterford. The sun is shining in all of its glory. The clouds travel slowly along an unseen highway in the sky. The birds follow, singing their pretty song. Yet, as lovely as the day is events under the clouds have cast a dark shadow across Silver Lake. One of its own has passed away. It is not a voyage that will make the newspapers, for it is a solitary soul that mourns. His name is Bunson Bear. He who Bunson weeps for, it is his dog, Topper. For the last five years the two have been the best of buddies. Perfect pals, if you will. As Ruth once said, where you...

Down the path of lonely life, the rainbow comes into view. The pot of gold laments poor souls, oh so cursed few. They who walk in drops of rain never can stay dry. What's above is underneath. To them, the sky is not so shy. Ages past, eyes are lost. Without friends we cease to be. Who calls my name when I'm afraid? Surely, it must be me. The Summer ends and Winter calls, the cold has a mighty grip. The warmth of seasons bitter end, comes with one great big slip. Kendrick Sims September 2024

When you're feeling down and there's nobody around, listen for a sound. A little toot will make you scoot and to this there's no refute! It's the sound of a fart! Coming from below you will know when someone is about to blow. Then crack a smile and run a while, that stench will make you laugh for miles and miles! Here are seventy-nine ditties for when you don't smell very pretty, and you're feeling alone in the city. Don't despair for there are those who care when your day isn't fair. After all, everyone farts! Kendrick Sims July 2024

Not even a memory ago, Waterford lost one of her daughters. Under circumstances not understood, a daughters friends search for answers. Those friends are few. Their questions are many. In this time and place help is in short supply. He whom holds the key to the answers has been secured away himself. As Jingles might say, circumstances are not conducive to revelation. Fortunately, Jingles is never alone in his search for truth. As always, his best friend Lazar is at his side. Also, lurking about is Lazar's younger brother, Nipsy. An inquisitive little lion who has offered to lend a hand. ...

Fate is not without friends. Sitting alone on a sunny day Bunson Bear is to find this out. The intrusion of a temporal tinkerer is not an unwelcome one to the eight-year-old bear. Bunson, having lost his best pal Topper still grieves greatly. Of the visitor, a formal introduction is begun while Bunson sleeps. At first Bunson does not know that anyone has arrived. Much smaller than himself, even if Bunson were awake he could not be blamed for missing the little ones entrance. It is not until the entrant speaks that Bunson knows that he has made a new friend, and know he does for the sound of...

Families are many things, to many lives at different times. A joining of togetherness, to help each live their life. Be it in trust, with kindness at its foundation. Many relatives are without explanation. Lives come together, be it as it may. Without source or guidance, or so some would say. Whatever the fashion and however it might be told. Four-legged, furry buddies are part of the family mold. Kendrick Sims February 2025

Every Christmas is a chance, Ever briefly for romance. With love as light in the air, We drift in dreams without a care. The young, the old, the pure in heart, For these Christmas plays its part. Remember joy and all it gives. To whom and how and you shall live. Kendrick Sims November 2024