To the Glory of God To Gweyneth, with Love Flags rise above the cloud wall They are seen by dead birds, welcomed by sailing planets Boots stick to the dirt as hands cripple under scholarship The gun I hold could kill my soul Babies in cribs could be saved Love and forgiveness are a clear … Continue reading I Deal: James Adamson
Category: poetry
My Song: Melody Chepil
My song is quietly sung in the dark and shouted from rooftops in the bright sunlight of a new day. It is that which is dared to be spoken aloud. The secrets of being and the know of knowing echoes through my skin and dances through my heart, thrilling, waiting near and far. Going away … Continue reading My Song: Melody Chepil
Beauty of an Angel: Richard Edwards
Darkness kisses the angel That you be You are beauty That carries a song You are an angel Who is greatest Your song is sweet As you smile The sun rises into the sky As it kisses you As you kiss the morning sky With your radiant beauty, the sky is as you are Beauty … Continue reading Beauty of an Angel: Richard Edwards
The Dawn: Joyce Lancaster
The sun rises into the sky Its beams glisten like the Christmas lights on a tree the season of Christmas is here fills our hearts with joy the season of Santa Claus is upon us our hearts are filled with joy and peace this spirit should be with us all year long it is a … Continue reading The Dawn: Joyce Lancaster
Writing Poetry: Gerald Herron
I’ve been asked, ”What have you been doing?” I bought a yo-yo! I like the way it twirls and spins, Like being hypnotised. I practice at my friend’s place… Broke a vase. I got a talking to about playing in house, How some things never change. I got my friend one too, But he won’t co-operate. … Continue reading Writing Poetry: Gerald Herron
My Mom: Andrew Madill
My mother is a woman like no other. She gave me life, Nurtured me, taught me, Dressed me, she fights for me, Shouted at me, Kissed me, but most importantly She loves me unconditionally. There are not enough words I can say to describe just how important My mother is to me. And what powerful … Continue reading My Mom: Andrew Madill
Strange; Sands of time: Jessica Hatfield
Dedicated to Andrew Madill. Strange...these spots we share; same arm, same shape. Silently bound to one another; struggling to each obtain a desired level of happiness. Each broken in one manner or another, one desiring more than the other, boldly forth to what is to come. Ups and downs always present we get through them like … Continue reading Strange; Sands of time: Jessica Hatfield
As Distant as The Stars Above: Robert St. Germain
As Distant as The Stars Above Every day the past fades further into memory. And every day I feel a bit more free. This pining I’ve held onto just drops into the sea. Now I must let go so I can find my soul. I must say goodbye to yesterday, for it only holds me … Continue reading As Distant as The Stars Above: Robert St. Germain
Hope: Richard Edwards
Hope stands before the gates looking outward trying to find something anything that will help In the world where everything is confusion it has a cape of gold it is not young nor old it tries to find reason it is in its grasp but it can not clasp its hands about it it spills … Continue reading Hope: Richard Edwards
Be Good To You: Paulette Furoy
Be yourself, truthfully Accept yourself, gratefully Value yourself, joyfully Forgive yourself, completely Treat yourself, generously Balance yourself, harmoniously Bless yourself, abundantly Trust yourself, confidently Love yourself, wholeheartedly Empower yourself, immediately Give of yourself, enthusiastically Express yourself, radiantly
