Seeking for a photograph To distract and hide the truth Rather than face my loss Admit that grief is drowning me Now I see the truth of it God's gift of distraction Each moment a hiding away Loving her by... Continue Reading →
The lives that we leadwind along a ofttimes confusing routewas it ever just a simple path?a question I often ask myselftorrent of images invading my headof things left undone or unsaiddarkness descends on the day just pastamong the stars my... Continue Reading →
Every time I lift a book new to me Never touched nor read nor discussed Chills run over me Here could be such a treasure Adventure may well lie ahead New worlds and persons to explore This is what enchants... Continue Reading →
Rue the day I do, ere I looked at you Every morning, filled with regret Foolish girl, who listened to you - Listened to an enchanting voice. Enough now of your blandishments! Cease your false compliments and lies! Today I... Continue Reading →
Under constant review Never unobserved Desperate to know Everything I do Retracing my steps Steady observation Utterly concentrated watch Random walk-bys to see - Viewing what is on my screen Every hand movement notifies I'm working, but at what? Lots... Continue Reading →
An acrostic poem to celebrate my first time with OctPoWriMo Many words, this month, have left my pen Yattering and battering from head to page Striving to create, learning to grow Teaching new forms and ways. Every day has been... Continue Reading →
POWER IS DANGEROUS Pride and prejudice Overwhelming force Wanton uncaring Exploited easily Ripe for corruption International relations Superpowers colluding Depths of despair Anger; rage against the 'man' No genuine care Greedy and grasping Enough is never enough Right out of... Continue Reading →
I stood at a viewpoint high on the hill Mountains of many hues in my view As birds wheeled and sang overhead Giving voice to the joy in my heart Ideas and worries, they all faded away No cares to... Continue Reading →
I LOVE ACROSTICS I have been empowered this April past Learning new forms of poetry to write Obsessing over words, rhythm and rhyme Very huge learning curve. Google has not been spared! Every day a new challenge, expression and... Continue Reading →
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