’twas lonely out there, out in the ocean over the moonlight, under the coconut tree with waves splashing, crashing unto the shore and the sea breeze catches up upon my face i can taste the saltiness of the sea then i remembered you i remembered you and many summers ago twas many summers ago onContinue reading “Life Without You”
I once had a dream of a fairly old lady walking by a cane slowly… slowly… she stoops as she walks she begs as she cries slowly… slowly… she wonders and wonders along the street into the corner slowly… slowly… she sits as she cries she mourns as she weeps slowly… slowly… she wails inContinue reading “The Old Lady in a Cane”
I wondered many times as I hide about the stars the moon up in the sky so high flustered at the sight how they filled up the sky Am I a moon or, just one of the stars you keep counting on the sky? Written for D’Verse. WimsyGizmo is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse Poets.Continue reading “The Moon and The Stars -Quadrille”
(Photo credit: mine) Each twist in the universe is a new experience, a change in the settings of our lives adapt and live with the change. Adjust our vision to the new pattern of life set before us. For we are, a kaleidoscope world.
My (unusual) Poem My poems are not poetical So they cannot be magical. I write them in the afternoon Unpoetic time no stars no moon. I seldom use figures of speech My words within a grade five’s reach. My inspiration, not love But a flying dove. My poems areContinue reading “My (unusual) Poem”
The mountains will sing To the church as house of God Where faith is revered. P.S. A fun art created by my daughter. It’s made of colored sand glued together (like a jiggsaw puzzle) to create a colorful art version of a church. This is in response to calmkate’s Friday foto fun art.Continue reading “Church -Haiku”
Keep still amidst chaos and turmoil all through the roaring thunder and all through the rising tide rest your weary heart like an ocean easing up after a storm hush now.
Bleak, sad, and gloomy, It’s that little ray of light, Springs hope to our soul.
It feels like summer On the coolest twilight zone; Sensation burning.
Thanks to my daughter Pat for this beautiful photo~~~ ~My dearest~ I am but a shadow in the dark Slowly coming out Gently whispering Unto your tormented soul… “Its gonna be alright” ~Dad~