THE PLAN
This Poem is about God's plan for us from the beginning of time til the end of time
I Chase the Rainbow
I wrote this poem as a metaphor of the search we all seem to have embarked upon. The dream of finding true love.
Bells to all Love
The sudden news of my father death brings lot's of thoughts of Death and Life,past and present of life joint together ... On this subject I like to share meaningful quote;"Never part without loving words to think of during your absence.It may be that you will not meet again in this life." -Jean Paul Richter Thank you for reading long poem.
Empty
I trusted someone until i learned he went behind my back and wrote lies. Now i'm standing ?? up for myself. Thanks, pink.
Mr and Missus
stuff
Distant Shores
I wrote this ions ago for a friend whose boyfriend was overseas and she missed him.
BEYOND FORGETTING
I posted this last year but I tweaked a little bit It is not like I am living in the past but that I am reliving my life in the past.. I can move on but happy where I am. Thank you so much for your comments and read.. Phyllis
There IS Pure Religion AND Natural Affection!
This creation is about filling up ,filling in what's missing in our relationship to religion according to The Book of Life-Holy Scriptures(The ONE many have TRIED to destroy!)I was feeling like we all need to feel better about religion because of the freeing liberty I can enjoy through the RELATIONSHIP in LOVE with JESUS The Contact-Connecter,with our LOVING FATHER!It influences every area of our lives!
In or Out
I wrote as a Personal Reflection...from the Two Sides of starting a relationship
Why the Lottery
He drives seventy miles to work, the lottery is 26 million, and the things he would do. He thinks of the ranch style house, with the wrap around porches. It’s a long drive, long enough to put real details in this daily daydream. The driveway is lined
acquiesce
A bumper sticker reads: Don’t believe everything you Think. Gradually we come to know who and what holds the cards in this game... First of all, she does. A woman’s intuition, belief and persistence is why humankind moves along the course it doe
Love Always Win
Poem about Pure Love.
Sharon of Merrylands
Merrylands - outer SW suburb of Sydney.
Silent Voices
For those who live with an abusive partner. This was inspired by a woman that stayed silent. She lost her life and her 3 children died as well at the hand of her husband
Sweetly Greeting You
My love a taste of sweet choco with slightly bitter coffee then we bathe together in citrus lime cleansing our souls from lust until the last drop that remains is our unconditional love sprinkled with a spice of passion to keep us going stron
At the summit
Poem is inspired by Erdenebulgan Photography (The photo showing a person sitting at the top of a summit looking to the rising sun)
A Smile, an Ivory Rose
Pancake Simplette` the short stack, w/coffee order served; too soon the check while first and most remarkable her smile To simply say she's lovely, jewel eyes purely beautiful the words cannot set themselves apart enough
a children's story
I wrote this a few years ago....enjoy.
BEWARE!
Those seeking the "ideal"one can't see past the idol they have created from their own self-image which is not created from the image in which we were created to be! The Creator shows the meek the TRUE IMAGE in HIS "MIRROR" HIS WORD! I had to write for LOVE'S sake,cause The "LOVE LETTER" has been so proven to me!!
Pain
just feeling down. sometimes I just write. maybe some can relate.
Lucky me
My friends first attempt at poetry.
Hidden pearl
In its shell The spec of dust Irritates The linnings It sits and drwells It thickens and grows It layers swell Thicker thicker it shell begins to grow sparkles as it grows the pearl of life born of grit Hidden in its shell Finders k
~Shadows in the dark~
Always remind yourself to think of nothing as soon as your mind starts to think, when it's the golden hour of sleep time............
Whiz-Bang 4th of September
flung across the canvas thick globs of paint
Rent
This is one of the funniest clips by Will Ferrell I have ever seen. He is talking to a three year old girl in this comedy bit.
Tear Drops
Putting down sword of truth falling from dark clouds true blue feelings you draw from the deep ocean curling waves warmly galloping summer wind warm and moist that love glance that moment Emotions floating softly upon whispering silent win
GRASP A MOMENT
on quiet times we remember......
To Your Good Comfort & Joy!
In a season of special preparation for some High Holy days to come,reconciliation,reestablishing for a new awakening is needful for new mercies & new favor!
The Sunflower Rises
Conquering new territories climbing up the stairway new beginnings hanging on the edge of a dream an empire arises from dark ashes flash petals catch one gem Through honeycombed dewdrops softly spinning golden the sparkle upon your tabernacle s
MANKIND TO MICE
seasons, whatever our feelings.....we have no control unless we fly with birds to a changing climate
Clio
written on her skin were all the names for love a tapestry of desire and soul in every shape or curve
Invisible woman
http://www.broadsheet.ie/2016/09/02/her-name-was-clodagh-she-mattered/
Down South
Down South there are flaming beds of mountains and the days are yellow and cross in summer the heat swells upon
Feel Like a Fool
I wrote this back in February, shortly after Valentine's Day, when I found out my girlfriend at the time was unfaithful.
My Heart is Torn
And this one was immediately after the whole fiasco with my Christian friend.....
Dark and Light
This one was written around the end of July, 2015, during a particularly nasty internal conflict spurned from a Christian telling me that I should burn for my personal beliefs.
Empty Inside
Just as a warning, alot of my writing is rather dark at times..... This one was written around the same time as my Dark and Light poem, but before I found clarity of mind, and for the same reason..... In case you didn't read Dark and Light, the reason was because I was raised into Christianity, but I when I got older, I started noticing "holes in the wall" so to speak. Anyway, I was basically told by a close friend at the time (who was a Christian) that I was going to burn if I did not "forsake my evil ways". My "evil ways" were choosing to believe that Jesus is not the only way to Heaven, and there is a spiritual energy in everything.
The Garden
There is a humming at my ear and wave-like sounding from a age-ed tree it's whispers blow like the ocean's hissing spell and stops to open sunlight on my face I sit here on a skirt of green and lock my fingers with that mossy claw above the
Fear of Flying
We dangle in senseless motion clinging to steel and gurter bright martini olives nod their heads now the clouds outside the window inhale us their puffy hands neglect our careful thoughts the pastries smell stale my senses so that i cannot re
Hit The Road Jack!
Possible job cuts have been announced where I work some time next year. This song has been playing in my head since. The original is by Ray Charles.
Japan
Fresh, Cultural, new experiences, beauty everywhere, from pond to pond, koi fish to koi fish, when your cherry blossoms bloom, and fall upon the earth's bosom, Ah what a sight to behold....
If Superman was...
If Superman was fat, Who would he be? Maybe a pizza guy, Or someone like me. If Superman was sad, How can we cheer him up? Maybe bring a circus clown, Or Morgan special brew tea in a cup. If Superman was mad, Who can save us from him? C