We are not immune to repeating the mistakes of the past, Actions that maimed the spirit of a people and a nation. We cannot allow ourselves to become weary in well doing, And foist the hatreds of others on another generation. Voting is speech that the founding fathers failed to endow On their darker brothers... Continue Reading →
It's eerie what's happened, America has become a place of desolation. Hate-filled language disguised as the words of God Always alters a democratic nation. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #210 from Sammiscribbles: Eerie in 24 words. The words of Zechariah 7:14 inspired the poem.
To see the young boy grinning, Holding two warty frogs in his hands, Gave me so much pleasure and peace, Almost more than anyone could stand. The growth of the flowers around me Served as a prerequisite to the joy I felt. And the blow to my heart was so complete That in worship to... Continue Reading →
Sleep wouldn't come last night. My restless mind wandered. I prayed for relief, so My daytime hours aren't squandered. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #206: Restless in 19 words.
Each time I prayed, I promised to forgive those who trespassed against me, But I stayed imprisoned by my anger, and I couldn't free him or myself. The things he did were meant to break me, and even as I tried to mend, I found that I couldn't forgive or forget, regardless of pastors who... Continue Reading →
We don't have to forage for our food in the outdoors, But our animal friends still must try to do so. Yet, we so willing impinge on their habitats, Making much ado about more room for humans to grow. If deer or bears or birds could be verbal, I think they would give us the... Continue Reading →
He didn't want to be seen to err in naming his heir, For his death then would lead to a din of massive size. But, the little minx that others saw as trash brought him joy, As playing her bass accordion was the base of his life's highs. Written for the Saturday Mix of April... Continue Reading →
I do not wish to disparage love, For love makes the world go round. Yet it makes us such different people, As our emotions tend to come unbound. That one person's kiss could bring us joy, Of all the human race who inhabit the earth, Seems crazy, to me, but I thank God For that... Continue Reading →
Photo from Jasmin Chew @Unsplash In that liminal space from childhood and adulthood, A young person considers maneuvering the world alone. Butterflies tumble in her stomach at leaving her tribe, But the tendency is to stop childish things and act grown. Looking into the greatness of the evening sky above her, Her smugness at acing... Continue Reading →