To Know Just Who I Am
Where do I know the truth, what source does quell my pangs of hunger, lead me to resolutions that cannot
Read morePoetry is a genre of literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm.
Where do I know the truth, what source does quell my pangs of hunger, lead me to resolutions that cannot
Read moreEthereal One… Celestial Awakening Bringing a New Hope Offering Prayers Blessings, Condolence, and Love A Global Chancel
Read moreDelicate the thoughts that capture us, siren calls that mesmerize, and lead a mind to imagination, possibilities not yet manifest,
Read moreFeelings are temporary, they can be upheld, invigorated, but in truth they change from moment to moment, and we so
Read moreOur world so small, as truths implored are denied, by those who rule and refuse to abide reality, one that
Read moreEmerging dappled skies, gathered clouds brooding on high, as blue just cracks, a puzzle unsolved, and weary sun we cannot
Read moreEnraptured by smoke as its blue ethereal ribbons rise into the flew, each individual flow in errant waves, crossing, touching,
Read more1. Situation The well is dry, to pump only dry silt of fine small grains that blow away in breeze
Read moreBut a fledgling philosopher, an intellectual opportunist, a tie-dyed pacifist and a stoic existentialist, a kind-hearted soul in grumpy old
Read moreI Went For a Walk With a Friend Today • This poem aims to highlight how people’s values vary from
Read moreFestered flesh and worm entwined, death lay wanting, and life inclined, to wonder how in such disrepair, a body could
Read moreGoing Home… Can you smell the fires burning, the dewy globes atop the blades of grass, the crickets singing lullabies,—
Read moreLike cracked pillars of the earth, beneath, lay dormant the seething fury of darkness, below the paths of men, bound
Read moreNo use resisting… She, as did her heart, reveal, the love that could not be denied, and in her face,
Read moreClouded by my own misgivings, singed by their darker side, skies befall such endless beauty, had I doubted less, my
Read moreMoon Whisper – is nothing new. Man has always been fascinated by the ancient moon down through the ages, but
Read moreTake me to the summit, far above the world, let clouds be my pillows and light the glow my heart
Read moreGoddess Born At the ruins in austere light This stormy night, you are born human; A student of fractured pillars
Read moreBlack Dog hiding Close to the ground Eyes scanning the searing hot desert Searching perhaps For what or whom, no
Read morePeter and His Meeting with Dali in Spain 1. He looked down at the moist freshly tilled soil daydreamed an
Read moreDay brings an edge to my thoughts, a sharpness of tone, a phrase that aught not be, in these bewildered
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