Divine poetry written with varying themes.
Between Earth and the stars, there is distance. Between shorelines across oceans, there is distance as well. Between a concept and its acceptance within consciousness, that distance exists synonymous also. A gap across space, across an ocean barrier, and within consciousness, it all exists. There is no difference between the three. It takes a bridge […]
Read More The Rainbow BridgeWhen you look out into the world, what does it offer? Have you ever reached into your pockets to find them empty? What is the offerings of this world in that case? It seems that today what change we have in our pockets can define what we perceive of what this world has to offer. […]
Read More The Pentacles Of ChangeAn angel appears before an unknowing soul A smile, a glance, a glare of soft glow To what this be, this episode I see To show you the know of the subtle flow What questions land upon this happened stance A hand is drawn to point to the world around Attention raised to the display […]
Read More An Angel Shows Its Glow To KnowThe short story of our true selves is that we all are eternal. The long story? How long do you have? Who will write that story? We all are. And so with eyes we see, and with eyes we believe. But what is it that we see that we know not deceives? With physical eyes […]
Read More Seeing Is Believing Without Eyes DeceivingSome say the day the child came was a miracle of God’s grace The wishing wantings of parental dauntings, the dream does come true Upon which shore is this noble cause held in ultimate value Maybe it is time that erodes those thoughts in shallow In a world of utter do’s and don’t’s the miracle […]
Read More The Value Of A Human LifeThere once was a Girl who saw a duck, sitting next to her Uncle Buck. Not no ordinary duck, but a duck from Wonderlux. This duck from Wonderlux, as tall as her Uncle Buck, the girl did recognize, however, it was a surprise. Wonderlux was her former home, a place of wonder, a place of […]
Read More There Once Was A Girl Who Saw A DuckWithin us all is a silver box. Its lock is taught to open not. An envelope slot does route its top. Our memories inserted. We go our way in sun and rain. We bring our feet through mud and stain. The glorious, the wonderous. We deposit even more. Age does show its heavy flow. The […]
Read More The Locked Silver BoxA day came for the chore be girl to walk the sudden plank of nature’s path. The calloused hands of youth did carry the wares of worry. For the market demands came with demands for those hands. Demands those hands brought from troubled stands. Upon a brook lie some willow wood of hollows core, a […]
Read More An Ode Amidst The Willow RotWithin the summer sun, I hear a summer song. Notes and feeling give me something reeling. A reeling dealing feeling of something unbelieving. This life meaning is a ray of power unseen in me. My soul goes crashing through like a bolt of lightning. Lightning of velocity filled with furiosity. Speed of sound, speed of […]
Read More A Summer SongWhy does he do what he do, this man screaming and mauling, mind all up the walling? So you can see what it’s like for a man without standing. Then why is she crying from lying and buying, this woman so lovely yet sights see her faulty? So you can see what it’s like for […]
Read More Why We Do What We Do On Earth, All Of You
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