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Who Will Heal This World?

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 →

The Gift

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 →

The Fear Hunter

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 →

Naturally Speaking

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?

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 →

Autumn Breath

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 →

One Day…….

..............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 →

The Ecstasy of Silence

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 →

What is Peace?

That I do not retire to a hospital bed nor call out from the innards of a jail cell never having creditors at my door or wallow in the mire of despair .... this- is peace to me That my... Continue Reading →

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