Standing on the shores of uncertainty between the Red Sea of impossibility and the raucous shouts of an approaching enemy who had long since dispensed with their pretense of angelic niceties A moment when hope appeared to have turned tail... Continue Reading →
In a parched world that needs healing You are the shade of clouds that cool the relentless heat You are the expectation of showers that quench the fields’ thirst You are the cedar tree that’s a refuge in the storm... Continue Reading →
Who can fathom the mood and power of words? I open my written gift perfect in rhythm and punctuation masterful in chasing fear away pure poetry in the promise of power a wonderful reminder of the gift of love ....... Continue Reading →
Hefting my flaming sword I circle the bramble brush listening for panicked whispers of doubt and fear My oppressed bones have tired of terrorist games Even open-mouthed tables turn to stare Watching me in hot pursuit armoured in God’s glory...... Continue Reading →
As birds fly and fish swim so can drops of knowledge join puddles of understanding without detour maintaining a good attitude with steadfast faith and patience until an ocean of Wisdom is born © Vivian Zems The Sunday Muse #118
Where are the poets when you need them? Where are the wordsmiths that cry out across the space-time continuum from the future to the present in the market square in the town halls outside places of worship in the middle of the street?... Continue Reading →
I watch your profile as your eyes gleam in the light creating a shower of sparks around you The moon creates a beautiful halo that surrounds you making you look like you’ve been touched by God himself You ask me-... Continue Reading →
..............as I blade of grass-I will wither as a beautiful flower-I will fade my jet black hair will be as silver and my years will slip into shade So... I leave the stories of yesterday making the most of each... Continue Reading →
When I sit with you under an oak tree that is preoccupied with tending its errant leaves -I enjoy our companionable silence that doesn’t shy away from breath between words It is a silence that is content to remain pregnant-... Continue Reading →
Smell The Coffee 