Love this place, for you will never return to this moment…....Angela Damecki
Forever we are one / and never shall we be afraid
Remember your wings,never forget where they have been.
“Such A Time….” a poem by Mariam Muradian
This is a poem from my recently published book, / “God Loves A Riddle: A Small Collection of Poems.” All confusing and affirming. / These poems were written during the most base need survival years in / Boulder, Colorado; while facing 20 year old PTSD flashbacks of the murder of my infant son never before surfaced. / It seems I was piecing my fragmented life together almost as quickly as the puzzle pieces were being thrown at me! Frightenly abstract.
“Magic Carpet Ride” a poem by Mariam Muradian.
This is a poem from my recently published book, / “God Loves A Riddle: A Small Collection of Poems.” All confusing and affirming. / These poems were written during the most base need survival years in / Boulder, Colorado; while facing 20 year old PTSD flashbacks of the murder of my infant son never before surfaced. / It seems I was piecing my fragmented life together almost as quickly as the puzzle pieces were being thrown at me! Frightenly abstract.
“Passion” a poem by Mariam Muradian
This is a poem from my recently published book, / “God Loves A Riddle: A Small Collection of Poems.” All confusing and affirming. / These poems were written during the most base need survival years in / Boulder, Colorado; while facing 20 year old PTSD flashbacks of the murder of my infant son never before surfaced. / It seems I was piecing my fragmented life together almost as quickly as the puzzle pieces were being thrown at me! Frightenly abstract.
“Glory Be” a poem by Mariam Muradian
This is a poem from my recently published book, / “God Loves A Riddle: A Small Collection of Poems.” All confusing and affirming. / These poems were written during the most base need survival years in / Boulder, Colorado; while facing 20 year old PTSD flashbacks of the murder of my infant son never before surfaced. / It seems I was piecing my fragmented life together almost as quickly as the puzzle pieces were being thrown at me! Frightenly abstract.
“Thunderstorm” a poem by Mariam Muradian
This is a poem from my recently published book, / “God Loves A Riddle: A Small Collection of Poems.” All confusing and affirming. / These poems were written during the most base need survival years in / Boulder, Colorado; while facing 20 year old PTSD flashbacks of the murder of my infant son never before surfaced. / It seems I was piecing my fragmented life together almost as quickly as the puzzle pieces were being thrown at me! Frightenly abstract.
“Intentions” a poem by Mariam Muradian
This is a poem from my recently published book, / “God Loves A Riddle: A Small Collection of Poems.” All confusing and affirming. / These poems were written during the most base need survival years in / Boulder, Colorado; while facing 20 year old PTSD flashbacks of the murder of my infant son never before surfaced. / It seems I was piecing my fragmented life together almost as quickly as the puzzle pieces were being thrown at me! Frightenly abstract.
“Swallow” a poem by Mariam Muradian.
This is a poem from my recently published book, / “God Loves A Riddle: A Small Collection of Poems.” All confusing and affirming. / These poems were written during the most base need survival years in / Boulder, Colorado; while facing 20 year old PTSD flashbacks of the murder of my infant son never before surfaced. / It seems I was piecing my fragmented life together almost as quickly as the puzzle pieces were being thrown at me! Frightenly abstract.
“With Joy” a poem by Mariam Muradian.
This is a poem from my recently published book, / “God Loves A Riddle: A Small Collection of Poems.” All confusing and affirming. / These poems were written during the most base need survival years in / Boulder, Colorado; while facing 20 year old PTSD flashbacks of the murder of my infant son never before surfaced. / It seems I was piecing my fragmented life together almost as quickly as the puzzle pieces were being thrown at me! Frightenly abstract.
“Fools Rush In” a poem by Mariam Muradian.
This is a poem from my recently published book, / “God Loves A Riddle: A Small Collection of Poems.” All confusing and affirming. / These poems were written during the most base need survival years in / Boulder, Colorado; while facing 20 year old PTSD flashbacks of the murder of my infant son never before surfaced. / It seems I was piecing my fragmented life together almost as quickly as the puzzle pieces were being thrown at me! Frightenly abstract.
“Power” a poem by Mariam Muradian.
This is a poem from my recently published book, / “God Loves A Riddle: A Small Collection of Poems.” All confusing and affirming. / These poems were written during the most base need survival years in / Boulder, Colorado; while facing 20 year old PTSD flashbacks of the murder of my infant son never before surfaced. / It seems I was piecing my fragmented life together almost as quickly as the puzzle pieces were being thrown at me! Frightenly abstract.
it’s perfect drying weather here / suns out and it’s windy / so i just put on a load. / you will be pleased to know / i’m getting rather good…
Whether we acknowledge it or not, there is an aspect of accountability in the cosmos. It is here that the final and complete “Check-UP” …
DUE; Check up time IN THE COSMOS DON’T BE OVERDUE; THE FINES ARE IMMENSE AND UNPAYABLE BY HUMANITY!
Who said time has to move forward?
Happy Birthday Martin / (Martin Luther King January 15th 1929 – April 4th / 1968 / If you were here today on your birthday / what would…
When the Gulf war was declared a few Birmingham readers and writers got together to read war and peace poems and stories. I wrote 3 and encouraged my children to write too. Happy Birthday Martin has been revised many times but is still as powerful as when I first read it.
So now, through these dark times / I pray that you will find / Glimmers of hope, / Slivers of joy / And a peace beyond human minds
There are times I am called upon and often write. / This was one of those times and these were the words which began. What can I say? / What can I do? / There’s nothing that I can / Nothing / No how / Nowhere / No way…. The rest, the answer, followed. / …pray….
*_a constricted vision of the world / when the sun reclines / the night consumes light / geological epochs / epochs fly / the time blinded by…
depicted future! / I don’t know whether it happens or not! we’ll make it or not, but let’s try anyway! / Constriction it’s utterly beautiful piece of art! / margpie thanks my friend!
They come to wait ‘til their time is done / ironic though as time waits for no one
A wonderful Photographer Artists – Joanne A Bradley posted a gorgeous shot Time waits for no one – a beautiful scene, lonely eerie, saddened / it spoke to me of this tale ….. / .... it spoke to me of many tales – I feel many a contented soul left their shell there over the years / many never made it back the next day, all of them finding solace in the peace and grace of that bench and it’s view. / May you have such serenity when your time comes. / Chookas! ♥
Before I go, I want to know you / Before I leave, please take my hand / Before it’s over, I want to love you / Play with me in the sands of …
About love, lovers and time
Invitation to Tasmania. / Restore your energies and visit Cradle mountain. / Play Tennis, Canoe, Climb mountains
Need a Break? / Need a Holiday for you family? / Need a quiet time on your own?
It seems the winds are still at last. / And now, I must accept the still. / Indulge in bells from inward stop. Greet it as relations who…
A poem about STOP. moment. still. quieting. truth. and the peace and freedom that comes with the art of STOP.
...Martin leaned toward him and said quietly “It is the same with the people.”…
Martin is a simple lad, just returned from the big city where he had a holiday, ate donuts, met the Great God Share X. Change and pondered many things – like what the ‘X’ stands for…
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