If we are to awakenthe dead in spiritthe bruised and numbedthe broken in mindthe quenched of hopeand the dashed of dreams….How many more books will be written?How many new songs will be composed?How many more works of art will be... Continue Reading →
I've had my Dad on my mind lately. He was always there for a kind word and ...everything else. God rest his soul. There is so much pain when a person dies from the top of your head to the... Continue Reading →
It's the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting It begins with peeling away layers of debris -with ascribing a true value to that which we call 'self' before looking for that partner that will stand by... Continue Reading →
I forget to be afraid feather heart, no longer weighed light seeps into healing wounds aah peace-no longer marooned ©Vivian Zems (#Tanaga) dVerse MTB- hosted By Frank Hubeny- to write one stanza of a Tanaga
Shadorma- my task for today I'm thinking I'm musing with not a clue what to say Some days are just so Poetry must be inspired from dreams and deep visions But my muse wants a recharge so, I'll let her... Continue Reading →
A worthy seaman our Captain did well but failed to reach the promised land Like Jesus before created for a purpose for sure he fought and conquered and now he is no more Mayhaps fallen cold and dead but his... Continue Reading →
Frozen still A block of ice remains Cold air flows A block of ice remains Arctic winds blow A block of ice remains Perchance sunlight's warmth Touches it's face Melting hubris to humility Perchance warm hands caress This block of... Continue Reading →