Last one for International Poetry Writer’s Month challenge! Though of course not the last poem I will post 🙂 Thank you to everyone who has been keeping up with me, your support and interest has been inspirational! Participation Today seems like something more Than yesterday. An opening of infinite proportion, Unavailed by the thoughts that […]
The Gateway – (IntPoWriMo – Day 29)
The Gateway Beyond the Gateway is a sunset. Beyond the Gateway is a sunrise. Beyond the Gateway is the ability To perceive new things. Stepping beyond that point is easy. All you have got to do is imagine. The Gateway is the doorway to your Soul, and is past the avenue marked ‘Remembrance’. A path […]
The Secret Place – (IntPoWriMo – Day 28)
The Secret Place Under bushes, And eves of maple, I sit within my den Made of leaves. I look up at the sky Through starlit gaps And pretend that I am far From the city that Surrounds this place. I know I must Return, sooner or later To the warmth Of home, and the Comfort […]
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The Overseer – Part One
The Overseer – Part One In this twilight hour I am listening to the chimes of time, Ringing out the ascension of all faiths. As a contemplation of each minute Brings us closer to home. A quieting presence Tames my senses And I am no longer at peace, Neither at mercy to my […]
Mother Nature – (IntPoWriMo – Day 27)
Mother Nature I say goodbye to my beliefs That bring about such tides of grief, That wrack my heart with sorrow’s word, As though a child had not been heard. I lay to rest that child of mine, To let it dream of things divine, While I remain on this fine earth, Until the time […]
An Idea – (IntPoWriMo – Day 26)
An Idea I’m wishing to open up this Idea, you see. It sits Inside me like a small child; Cross-legged and strangely Patient, awaiting the moment When I will allow it to stand; And stretch it’s arms like New born wings, unfurling in The sunlight. A newness catches my breath, And fleeting whips of […]
only in Syria.. Time flies BACK like the wind
Originally posted on Levant woman:
Time flies like the wind, that’s what is written in the books. I think he who wrote these words is not alive by now otherwise he should take a look back at it. I will tell you why: here in Syria, a glance at the near future makes me think…
Love – (IntPoWriMo – Day 25)
Love Love is formed with Beautiful strides; With confidence and humility. Furnished with treasures Of the past, And whispers of future blessings. Faith is a preparation For oneness; That carries love Like an unborn child. In its reaches it strives To be whole; and to be held. A heart’s warm sentiments, Like a tear between […]
Coffee at 1?
When someone I’ve known for a long time but have had a relatively loose acquaintance with tells me that, if they didn’t like me so much they would want to punch me in the face, I’m inclined to take that as a compliment strange as that may sound. In fact it made me laugh quite […]
Diary of a Person Being Human 