Creative Works

By Edwin E. Moffet

Moonlite rippling off the ocean shore
Sunlite drifting through an open door
Flowers blooming in the Spring
Silver bells that always ring
People single in the street
Watching sailboats form a fleet
And then the seasons come to an end
As Summer, as always, sets in.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Apr 18, 2013
• ISBN: 9781483623757

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CONTENTS

BOOK I

Springtime

The Strange Day For A Storm

Feelings

Life

Untitled

Jenny

Same But Different

This Man

Do It Rite

Reality Or Fantasy

Thanx

This Is True

Lost

More Than One*

Until The End

The World Is Wrong

Learning

Bull

Hooked

This Way

These Moves

But, Then Again

Godless

My Tears

Whatever

Victor

Martian Lights

Paranoia

Fuel For Fire

Present Knowledge From The Past

Premonition

For Jennies’ Eyes Only

Missing

Glitter In A Box

Burning Glitter In A Box

Maybe Change Why?

Getting Over It!

BOOK II

14-24

Promise

The Seasons Are Changing… . Again

? Looking

Gift

Me, Myself, And I

The Need To Know

Never Again

A Day In The Life

12 Hours

My Message

IT    

?Anger?

A Loving Memory

Shining Children

Presently In Limbo

The Living

Private Message To Savannah

Personal Files

Frozen

(Northern Rednecks) Can You Say

Christmas 2011

To My Wife Chrissy On Her Bday

This Work, and all enclosed is

Dedicated to my dear sister Lynn Jean Moffet.

And also dedicated to the memory of Geoffrey Kyle Caudle,

And Janae Marie Caudle…

12/9/98

BOOK I

SPRINGTIME

Moonlite rippling off the ocean shore

Sunlite drifting through an open door

Flowers blooming in the Spring

Silver bells that always ring

People single in the street

Watching sailboats form a fleet

And then the seasons come to an end

As Summer, as always, sets in.

1/20/89

THE STRANGE DAY FOR

A STORM

The sunlite is so pretty

On a warm autumn day

When I see people sitting

Watching children play

Playin’ wit’ cars

Playin’ wit’ trucks

Ridin’ their bikes

Thru the deep autumn dust

An’ then the storm hits

An’ everyone sits

Until nite, until day

It comes with wrath

As tho it’s on the warpath

It wipes out everything in site

As people jump back in fright

Everyone runs, everyone hides

As the storm decides

Which way to go

An’ then it disappears

Like the sun at sunset.

1/23/89

FEELINGS

People run, people hide

They do this ’cuz they’re scared

They’re gonna split open wide.

It’s their feelings, feelings of pain

Way deep, deep down inside.

They think they can handle it

But, in reality, they can’t

It’s happened before,

Like a chop in the door

Then they get brave,

And let it all out,

Like tea, pouring from a spout

Some people, though,

They hold it all in

It gets real rough

They’re about to do sin

Suicide they say

Yeah! That’s the answer

Here, gimmee that gun

So I can blow my life away

And never see the rising sun.

But suicide is not the answer

Get help, as for