Great wings glide by Apollo’s blaze… velvet, violet dark of momentary Night… / mysterious platforms of frigid splendour afloat…wind-...
This is to commemorate the anniversary of my return from one of the most exquisite parts of the planet. I wrote the poem whilst on a special voyage which in itself seemed like a gift from the gods. Such was the profound effect of being there that I was more inspired than I had been since I was a child to write poetry. I struggled to translate the visual and emotional reactions I was experiencing and attempted to encapsulate my feelings via a poem which ended up being this…
“On the deep green of our lawn at home a striking colour made me halt“
My encounter with a Monarch Butterfly
Amongst the Garden I stand, / So bright and full of light, / But one flower had died, / And withered away, / Ashamed of who it was, / But then…
O wary are our voices, for in them we hide, / every aspiration and regret that shows through our eyes.
Forbidden love.
www.milagros-palette.com / To me, art is a spiritual experience where the skies opens up and pours down a vibration of energy that connec…
How has the devil achieved such a great following, even among some of those in the church, who have the Holy Bible in their hands?
Timely Message to Mankind
So when The Master returns / Will He be pleased with what you have cultivated in His field ?
“Good morning Daisy,” whispered Blossom. / “Shut up,” said Tulip, “I’m still sleeping. / “Doesn’t sound like it!” laughed Daffodil. Tul…
THANKS SO MUCH TO Paul Rees-Jones FOR SUGGESTING THE IDEA FOR THIS STORY!!!! I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!
Have you ever been to the sanctuary? / Where tears are the only words I speak. / Where the essence of love is like incense. . .
Psalm 141: 1-2 / “God, come close. Come quickly! Open your ears—it’s my voice you’re hearing! / Treat my prayer as sweet incense rising; / my raised hands are my evening prayers.” (The Message) Romans 12:1-2 / “So here’s what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.” (The Message)
Green earth and the light mix a marvelous way / Restoring to earth life and breath.
I went to heaven to get God’s view of earth.
Too many days in the wilderness that is called / My heart. / Bleeding the blood of forgiveness,
/ FOR YOU DEAR ARIJI.. LOVE FROM KAUAI
My dear and wonderful friend Snappy Dave, asked what thanks giving is. I then sent him some information on the holiday, which for those o…
But my ideas are getting stolen / By old boney women
A poem about creativity and independent artists.
It’s big with the frame, / (it’s a pretty white frame) / But on it’s own, / It’s very small. / ... / If this painting is of / A real place, / I …
An imaginary journey with my grandma through a painting she gave me.
with bird like feet / in fleeting waters
lilith.. was she or was she not the first on earth, or the first woman on earth. do you believe she existed?
Misty veil lifts / revealing early morning sunrise. / Spring buds engorged with life / begin to show wonder held within, / mystically unfoldi…
Well let’s look at what I did when I was young: In the 60s and 70s I was an active protester/volunteer/donator on issues of protecting e…
“Thank you” you said smiling, / Not knowing with what guilt / I had picked the red rose / From the school’s gardens. “But, I like lilies”…
Mama Earth birthed a bouncing baby boy, / And Father God named him Humanity.
I see the love in his precious smile long after he has gone / It makes me feel special when I feel withdrawn / If I mean that much to him, ...
i’ve danced in the garden of life / looking through the windows of time / calling out to the gods for comfort / leaving all pain and despai…
...Despite blinded by the light I see now the missing, / I breathe as it was for the first time, / The old garden has withered away…
lifes journey with meaning
explain how when you lose someone by suicide how even death there is hope….
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