April 27, 2016 My Word Wall If all you knew of me was my poetry then what would you see? If we had never met would my words alone let you understand my regret? And would that be all you’d see, would I seem to you sad and small behind my word... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 27
April 27, 2016 More Fun Than a Slinky Wittiness is his forte Always a surprise ending And what he had meant to say Not always what he’s thinking Of the sonnet he is king I wish I could write as he Does with poetry that rings One liners that sting like a bee... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 13
April 26, 2016 Heaven All things new, peace abounds Singing is an awesome sound The glory of our God is great Every need of mine He’ll sate River of life eternal flows Tree of life beside it grows No more sorrow, no more pain Calf beside the lion has... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comment: 1
April 24, 2016 April Showers Bring May Flowers The skies are gray But not ominous Bring life-giving rain The promise of Colorful blooms Greens of summer Sunny days ahead Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 2
April 21, 2016 Until Earth’s Last Day One day this earth will pass away But until then it’s ours to care For this gift of God if we dare We don’t know when will be the day Because God’s Word does not say And so the prudent thing to do Greedy destruction... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 7
April 21, 2016 My Road My road began bright and cheery Birds sang sweet, lovely flowers bloomed It would always be I assumed Then it became dark and dreary With each step I grew more weary When I tried to walk all alone Plagued by despair of being known Oh grace, you... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 27
April 19, 2016 Cry, Pray, Write So you want to know how to write a memoir. Well here’s what I know. Step one: Ask yourself if you’re nuts. If yes, proceed to step two. Step two: Attend a writing conference for inspiration. Step three: Go home and cry because you don’t... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 12
April 18, 2016 Universally Unique My story is not unique but it’s uniquely mine My experience is universal yet my own People say, “me, too!” But how can they know They weren’t there My pain is not theirs What others have been through mirrors my ordeals with a twist ______________________________... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 31
April 17, 2016 My Poetry Dictionary I’d love to write a sonnet While wearing an Easter bonnet Or perhaps a villanelle That would do as well The problem I have with meter Which is meant to make a poem neater Is that I struggle to understand iambs Those metrical feet, not... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 10
April 16, 2016 Oh Ramona The sun rises high In the cerulean sky The wind comes like manna Out of Santa Ana The brown weed field Naught but thorns does yield In the one-story houses The ungrateful one grouses Pool parties and a picnic feast Friends come from north and... Share this:TweetMoreShare on Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading… Categories Poetry Comments: 4