In the Distance
What beauty yonder, As mists and sunlight mix. Distance holds secrets in its palm. If this place were new to me I wouldn't know what…
Why is it so hard to be kind to myself?
image by gribouille334700 on Pixabay Why is it so hard to be kind to Myself? Why does it take my full awareness Not to pick…
It is your wing I want to nestle under forever, and be revived
This a heartfelt poem from my dear, sincere sister Becks. Her website is http://www.expiatingmysoul.com. Life sometimes feels like it breaks you But my best friend,…
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FOR CRUMBS
@congerdesigns on pixabay.com The poem below was written some months back - actually it was spoken as a voice recording. Sometimes things come when I…
A Tinge of Blue
The bells are ringing violet again On sheltered woodland carpets and pathways in Spring. Their buds falling open like soft waves of hair, released from…
Sweet Meadows
Sweet Meadows I love; Green, wispy, long-haired carpets dotted with yellow, pink and white: design of God. Bird chorus in bush and tree - a…
MOTHER
Mothers are meant to love you, not give Oven-gloved emotional bunches That are "for you're own good," but make your Heart battered, shattered into pieces,…
Reblogged post by Mary: Truth – as a hobby
What if we all took up telling the truth as a hobby? What if, whether awkward and red faced or free, unabashed,we spoke in unadorned…
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THIS BIRD CAN’T FLY
This bird can't fly... Yet. This bird is caught in chains, that started, when placed on her as a chick. She didn't know how many…
Lyrics
Oh, how I long for heaven in a place called earth Where every son and daughter would know their worth Where all the streets resound…
