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Tarringo T. Vaughan

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On a perfect day, the seagulls play; observing the humanity of many descents – Canadian accents… fading in with the background noise of clashing waves that...

  I am more than words. I am the penmanship of life’s emotion.  Look around and you’ll see me floating through the winds of time as an inspirational...

Another poem breathes today as I am inhaled by the sandy whistle of Oqunguit’s orchestra of waves and if I wasn’t a poet, I wouldn’t be able to walk this...

Somewhere out there are rainbows fading through a sky where a misty rain falls gently on a field of hope; somewhere there is growth happening on streets and...

Sometimes you just meet that one right person at that one right time in life. It’s that voice you feed in the many crowded spaces of silent that reminds you...

A half glass of warm beer sits just to the left of a pile of scattered newspaper crumpled just enough to see a half page of an Obituary; someone has ran out...

This poem is a memory This poem is about/a place I use to call my home; a place where this new silence I see was once the laughter of hope and pride. A place...

  April 27, 2014  8:25 A.M.   The sun is only slightly shinning, but on this day my age has the brightest smile.  I’ve watched life grow and...

One April Morning (The 36th Song) Written April 27th, 2012 10:31 A.M. A howling wind regurgitates through the reflection of soft sunlight that is peeking through...

I’ve been sitting here singing now for thirty-five years/ listening to the music of my heart whistle through laughter, pain, happiness and tears. So as I...


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