My Greatest Gift
Eyes bulging, temper rising Chances thin of neutralizing No burning sage, this growing rage Writing pad with torn out page
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.
Eyes bulging, temper rising Chances thin of neutralizing No burning sage, this growing rage Writing pad with torn out page
Read moreOh, the search through memories Things and how they used to be Bygone days with no return Lessons taught and
Read moreRising question, modern day So many souls have lost their way Novel thoughts upon the shelf Forces strong, seek something
Read moreThe summer has passed, I knew it wouldn’t last, that much was true and I felt so sad and blue. The
Read moreI “Really Wish” (Best Manly Wishes Poem) A Few Honest “Really Wishes”… Really Wish…I had
Read moreI found that my proclivity Is spinning tales of misery My readiness to conjure fright Things that hide within the
Read moreSuch it is with precious time Governance and enterprise The greatest gift But some do squander In confrontation, altercation Arguing
Read moreA Collection of Prayer I. {First Prayer} Domestic fragments words written from depth of truth dreary dead habit awake by
Read moreOn fortunate days When memories clear The noise of forever It just disappears Then joyfully, Like magic, we rise Empowered,
Read moreI felt it beckon, then soon felt it sing Words did ride upon a raven’s wings Soon then risen from
Read moreThe demon whispers in your ear Builds you up, and swerves your fear Everything will be alright New Year’s Eve,
Read moreHave you heard of the wailing woman? She lives in a room on the third floor Of this dying brick
Read moreAs a youth I climbed the ladder Thought success was all that mattered Left my inner light behind Grabbed a
Read moreThe gentle calm of midwinter night, filled with such a wonderous sight Noble pines dressed all in white, while mischievous
Read moreA Thanksgiving at Lemmon Valley Home (2023) I. So thankful for this sky to examine to notice that it
Read moreI’m “Thinking on Things” in this Poem. Hope you enjoy reading Days of “Moving Along” as much as I did
Read moreDawn’s Song The sky’s palette is pink and blue, As the sun paints its morning hue. We stretch and rub our sleepy
Read moreJust me, explaining myself through Poetry words. Words that have been in my head for years. Now inviting
Read moreNever though it would end, For forever… Those words hang in my memory Mercilessly taunting me as I sleep A
Read moreAs the years roll by, I ponder more on my youth. I know that aging is the circle of
Read moreImprisonment! I cannot see! For I am trapped! This prison blinding me Steely bars stand all around Outside world immersed
Read moreThe Seasons Come and Go She was a real beauty, a flower just beginning to blossom and when she was
Read moreHere Comes Stormy Weather I An angry storm dark with death breaks through a silent heat these dark clouds of
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