Don’t you hear what I hear? Can you truly feel the rhythm? It is the beating of my heart! Can you see what I see? Don’t you see into my eyes? They are windows into my soul! I have been truly waiting For someone: that’s you To enter my life And make me whole. For … Continue reading John Oross: Beat of my Heart
Category: Poets
Rambling #3: Jan McCartney
When you get to crying and you feel low down And the sunlight’s fading and the grass is brown Don’t you know you just have to get down on your knees And pray to God that soon you might seize Your grasp on the lifeline that’s dangling there, That soon you might begin, once more, … Continue reading Rambling #3: Jan McCartney
Outpouring: James Adamson
To the Glory of God To Gwyneth Love offers no obstacle for its truth to be known running toward each other for miles away is only an opportunity. To know our face in a mirror. No greater truth is known about your love if you climb a mountain. Yet you are known more truly. … Continue reading Outpouring: James Adamson
Angel: Cassandra Kulay
If I were an angel, I would rise above all pain. I would be a part of the atmosphere in sun, snow and rain. If I were an angel, I would care but not too much. I would have total freedom. I would share complete love. If I were an angel, I would see the … Continue reading Angel: Cassandra Kulay
Assorted Haiku: Jim Beckta
I was not to feed the fog But it just took it And I am hungry Roaring fog all around me I can't turn it off If only I could go home Cutting pieces of fog Cutting pieces of cubes If only I could use them Pleading with the white fog to move away It … Continue reading Assorted Haiku: Jim Beckta
The Man: Tania Skelly
A man’s man With a whimsical Boy’s heart. How he delighted us From the very start. True to his lady Nothing is above Acceptance and resilience Gentle breeze like Wings of a dove. Forth comes every kindness Tales of happy lifting truth. Gentle man From better times. Soul of gleaming Handsome youth.
Licorice Lines Scrambled: Joyce Lancaster
I like licorice the lines remind me of twist and turns like twizzlers I love any kind of licorice I also see lines that remind me of a never ending maze that pet rats may find challenging. Also, the lines reminded me of a peppermint candy cane, it may be an entrance way with many … Continue reading Licorice Lines Scrambled: Joyce Lancaster
Delia’s Dream: Richard Edwards
Her crimson lips remember the touch of thy lover's lips. The love she thought was true, she has found is not true her heart calls to thee. Can you not see cupid who she be she feels the love. Her painted lids from which tears flow to wash upon thy breast remember the love she … Continue reading Delia’s Dream: Richard Edwards
Boundaries: Pamela Wain
You have to build your confidence That’s how you build your fence It means that you must be strong When you believe, you can’t go wrong Even when you think it through It’s the safest thing to do Your personal space, while about Should be no room left for doubt If someone tries to climb … Continue reading Boundaries: Pamela Wain
Questions: Jordan Derksen
Does the wind know how to blow? Does the blue jay, do anything to fly, Other than flap its wings? Does he know how to speak squirrel? Do they send tweets from tree to tree? Is that the sound of the forest? Does it listen? Does it speak? Does a dragonfly know how to hunt … Continue reading Questions: Jordan Derksen
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