The voice rings / its poetic dance / as butterflies wings / beat the air of romance. As the breeze blows / the petals fall / the beauty gro…
Arrival – finally there and within, all of me and more to come
How can his grass grow so quick? Stacey reckons he’s feeding it steroids. I picture the blades of his grass with razor edges, venus flytr…
“this is not a scrapbook, / this is my sparkling shrapnel.”
Our love, It’s much like the unspoken word / you know what it says / although, it’s never been heard. Equally as beautiful as a rose…
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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
at once, / The void and formless dark took form, / Face by light’s declaration, “Let there be…” / there was / A code to creation, and a / ...
Mountains, valleys, desert plateaus – Oceans, lakes, a waterfall / Are some more of HIS creations, GOD – HE made them, one and all
of christian belief
“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!!
The cross – God’s plan to save man from the judgment of the second death.
Jesus The Bridge To Heaven. ( mini series ) lesson 4 / / What the Holy Bible teaches about Man’s relationship to God , Jesus , Heaven , Hell , Fallen Angels , Sin
Creeping Myrtle never moved.
A short story of the joys and woes of a first-time gardener.
NSFW
The suns rays / Coming down through the clouds / Like angels coming down from the heavens / Creates small delicate shadows / Of the leave…
He listened, he acknowledged with a slight breeze and she accepted…they shared a bond, a bond so deep, she knew none would understand.
A fictional story about a girl in love with her best friend, a tree. How love can be undying… how love can cross all barriers to be with the beloved one. The power of love is indescribable.
He like a brown baked apple / my tongue heavy to take the weight of fruit, / He like a thick slow syrup / my restraint, the insipid dilute. ...
4.2007
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.
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…
The Garden (For Mum and Dad) Entering quietly / I found you / pink rose / gilded in / the singing / Summer light. / Here / in this ga…
A recent poem remembering and honouring my late parents
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 approached a large garden patch and spied a short Latin looking fellow holding forth to fascinated bystanders.
A proud man forgets himself.
Go To My Garden Go to my garden / and pick a flower / that represents you. Make yoursel…
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