Please Have A Heart |
This image hurts me because I cant bear the thoughts that people can just dump kittens on the street where they cant survive. A humane death would be more kind.Please have a heart for the homeless whe...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Mar 2008 20:07:00 GMT |
The Painter |
Gazing at the easel holding a palette knifeThe canvas reflects the colors of my lifeNever quite sure when it's really doneI continue to mix the colors one by oneI lose inspiration and then feel the ru...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Mar 2008 14:57:00 GMT |
Blessing for Lukas (acrostic) |
Let your voice and your spirit soar to the skies Until the sun burns to dust and all the stars fall Keep peace in your heart and light in your eyesAnd may your worldly worries be ever so smallSavor yo...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 20:39:00 GMT |
Loss of Self |
This is a poem written for a contest using a list of words given for the writer to use as they compose, I was a little surprised at what came through with my writing.Her chosen path had seemed so crys...
Posted by on Thu, 31 Jan 2008 06:05:00 GMT |
A Silent Voice |
Her voice drifts across the fields and the sleepy creek soft as a grandmother's touch on a tired baby's cheek "It's time to come home now our supper is almost done" I hear this voice inside my head ...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Jan 2008 20:36:00 GMT |
My Jewelry Box |
A mahogany chest with an inscription on the plateWhere keepsakes rest some of old and some of lateFaded gold and tarnished silver charms and ringsThey are mostly mine but some are other's thingsThe ve...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jan 2008 11:18:00 GMT |
The Bird of Kings |
Behold the proud peacock the bird of kingsWondrous kaleidoscope with copper wingsAn iridescent train with Argus' hundred eyesFlows along behind him as he walks or fliesEmerald green with gold and roya...
Posted by on Sat, 19 Jan 2008 10:54:00 GMT |
War is Hell |
drink a toast to freedom and light a candle for our fearsthe young men are dying while we sit and wipe our tearswe laugh and cry as time goes byand soon it will be yearssince the leaders of our countr...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Dec 2007 09:27:00 GMT |
A Frozen Heart |
She found the stone and it was as cold as her heart,
and long she stood before she knelt.
Struggling with thoughts before she could start,
she tried to express the way she felt.
The words lost in the...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Dec 2007 13:04:00 GMT |
Dreams of a dead man |
He visits me in my dreams occasionally, and when I wake and realize that he was there it makes me smile. He was here last night!The dreams are so clear on first awakening but become more vague as the ...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Dec 2007 06:32:00 GMT |
