As the Words Cease…What Then?
With a persistent endeavor, words conclude and a work sits idle, an earnest yearning to be viewed, and the author
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.
With a persistent endeavor, words conclude and a work sits idle, an earnest yearning to be viewed, and the author
Read moreSunday… There’s something about Sunday a peaceful feeling in the air… lackadaisical the sky holds a certain kind of blue…
Read moreThe piano danced quietly at the end of the paintings on her fingertips yet I was enriched by distraction like the
Read moreReality is a mirror maze of reflections and delusions, and it would take smashing just about every mirror to find
Read moreWhat is this stream, this questioning dream that fills my nights, always displaced always not right, and feel as I
Read moreSpiritual Lantern Carrier For many years I have considered myself to be a spiritual lantern carrier. Does that mean
Read moreMagical Faerie Ring There is a magical place I often visit Upon the little mountain just behind my home
Read moreFighting instead of betterment… Too much is rarely said, as if in fear of tomorrow we must be fed, and
Read moreTrees bent in perfect lines as winds embraced every leaf and bow, and the valley so green wore a mask
Read moreWhy must we read of such sickening violence, such unthinkable acts of cruelty and violation? Because the world is filled
Read moreHow many times had Lilly not stood, at the garden gate of the biggest mansion in town. She often wandered
Read moreWhat say you to peace, and what would you do to acquire it, perhaps voice an opinion, hold a placard,
Read moreKindness is never enough in a world with so much hatred, as we all bare that malicious seed within us,
Read moreI Want to Be .. Me I Want to Be .. Me I want to be a princess With tiara
Read moreA Good Writer Isn’t Born, He or She is Made… Expression in any genre is a miraculous thing; we all
Read moreFortune is a fickle friend, and what defines our life in one moment, can unseat us in another, for luck
Read moreAs life sighs…. nature sighs…. Violets grew in abundant mass, like burgeoning clouds over mild steeps, their colors such contrast
Read moreI love the American people, and all I have found experiencing the country and connecting on-line, is warmth, acceptance and
Read moreForward steps are fraught with fear, the unknown always a doubtful, ominous path, yet stagnation is our plight should we
Read moreShallow the waters underfoot, the silt a mist of unforgiving time now spent, robs the clarity and thick that glutinous
Read moreShe spun that twine with deft fingers all aligned to procure a line so strong, that when the world was
Read moreFacing Life with a Smile… For the fallen, desperate, disconnected, life can be a drawn out series of suffering and
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