Her eyes, they shine like a thousand suns, / After all, we are the ones, / The ones, with gold dust in our eyes, / Too blind to see the fadi…
A poem written by daughter when she was 10 – posted with her permission – she is now nearly 13!
The sunlight shines through the once dark sky / As the ice and the snow melt away. / The birds are back singing sweet as they fly, / And the…
Such is the fated fate of the fated ones / To live as the living live to live their lives
It started out as just a reply to a comment from Marzguy .. .just babble. . but it was babble we liked, so there you go You should read comments more often .. they can be quite inspiring!
She wanted this woman to hurry up, and on top of that she had a crying baby in the cart…
In life we don’t know when, how or where we might be blessed with a wonderful gift…even sometimes out of tragedy.
The Knowing Spirit / Can hear your heart beat / Sees your soul / Knows where they meet / Your thoughts though only yours / She can read / Knows…
/ Inspired by Jo Hoden’s The Knowing Spirit….Please check out Jo’s other awesome / artwork on the RB
The antique store was closed / No one in sight / I knew if I could get in / There would be a treasure just right / I waited and I hoped…
Thank you, Judi….Please check out Judi Taylor’s other awesome artwork on the / RB
Chapter 3: The Conception John Sikorak and Troy Severson were on the nightly ride through the backwoods of Southern New Hampshire shin…
I adapted this from a Screeplay I wrote back in 1999/2000.
THE LOVE OF GOD
/ by the grace of god by keith r. williams
You healed the broken man
A Personal Testimony which explores being in a love relationship with the Creator. The aact of making the committment requires simple faith but the benefits are immense and eternal.
Today i have a wedding to shoot,and after yesterdays horrific weather conditions,i was a little daunted by it all.but the sun is shining …
Before the fire-flied / stomach flip / before the / bare chested glow, / there was here still / a shimmer thing— / your crisp and crystaled sou…
11.2008
The battle’s sole observer / Speckled with blood, the fighting’s over / Glory dead, with nouveau honour / Bestowed upon the fallen son, the …
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I enter / the powder room / inside our private / date night. I see / a bitch / in the mirror / looking at me. My head shouts / “BDD!” / H…
around, around, around alone; / wondering why; / never knowing, / you’re living illusion… around, around, around alone; / ‘living’ by day…
...”in ‘dreams’ and waking ways, / we welcome greater parts of our selves waiting everywhere”... from the collection ‘Fruit of Dreams’
The light shines and is forever changing.
Afternoon sun light bright up on your monsoon running around. / Oh your right shoe waiting for its left to come back home. / With your vel…
This is it the state of mind of my soldiers, who can no more fight for their country. But whose fighting spirit is still alive, for them to fight with themselves and to attain a true salvation or freedom for their bold and beautiful souls.
I told everyone that the moon was shining! No one bothered to look to see if it really was. And why should they, everything appeared no…
Can one live on dreams alone? Give me more than dreams, give me a flint of light on a broken glass.
When you peel open my soul. Can you no bear …......
Art work coming soon about: The thought behide the heart
on the brink of disaster / tiptoeing at each sound / love was not kind to her / it could never be found / looked high and low / sweet smell of…
Will walked down the hallway of the moonlit apartment. Everything was so different and yet the same. He ran a hand lightly over an old dr…
This story is a complete work of fiction, it has, however, been inspired by the eternal love shared between my friend Elsie Duggan and her beloved husband, Bill. I can only hope that my husband and I shall shall share the same depth of love that endures past all boundaries.
Born in the Underworld, where darkness is day, / She came like spring, like the first day of May.
This poem just suddenly came, parts are based around the meaning of my name which means fair & white and the other parts are that i liked the sound of the underworld… Featured In Creative Writing & Poetry / Young Enthusiasts
Experiencing the loss of a family member.
Have you ever lost someone dear to you? To know that you will never see them again is extremely heartbreaking, especially, if it’s a family member. This is a time when we are in grief, but must pull something out from within ourselves to recover and continue this life. We must maintain our peace and sense of living. It may not be easy. There are things that remind us of that person, but we must continue on in this journey we call “LIFE.”
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