I choose to be here; so did you. During the first Earth age, around the time of Satan’s rebellion we had a choice to make. Do we follow satan or be born of women in flesh. I have read different theories such as we not only choose to be born of women we also chooseContinue reading “I Chose to Be Here: So Did You”
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Wife To Be
Soft and gentle, elegant like a sheet flowing in the wind. Her body twirls and swirls in her bare feet. Frolicking like a little girl, flowers in her hair and a warm smile on her face. She motions me to join her in dancing with the sun. I pause not wanting this moment to pass.Continue reading “Wife To Be”
In Your Presence
I love being in your presence The only time this world makes sense. I see the devil’s deeds down every avenue Looking to include the next name in his list Another one that went amissAnd didn’t listen to God’s promises My favorite spot is in Your presence,the only time this world makes sense. So manyContinue reading “In Your Presence”
Hold Me Tight
I enjoy writing by hand and prefer it over typing. I especially enjoy a good glass dip pens but I have only used mine a handful of times. It is simply a huge task to undertake with small children running around and I really hate cleaning up ink. I like writing in cursive and printContinue reading “Hold Me Tight”
Oh How Sweet
Another attempt at a free verse poem. Oh how sweetis the sound of pitter patter feet. When you’ve been told it would never be reality. To be barren and without child, when one desires is a pain like no other; it burns like a thousand fires. A hurt deep within the soulthat only a womanContinue reading “Oh How Sweet”
Greed & Corruption
I enjoy reading free verse poetry but have never liked the way I wrote it. It would always seem sloppy and like something was missing. Despite my critical eye I have written this free verse poem. I enjoyed creating it but the occasional rhyme still leaped out from time to time. I hope my readersContinue reading “Greed & Corruption”
June Newsletter
Come Home To Your Words
Reblog: Not my words, but a wonderfully written master piece. There’s a door I’ve been avoiding, painted white with years of silence, and you know the one I mean— the one that creaks when I approach with trembling fingers wrapped around a pen that’s forgotten how to bleed. I stand before this threshold now, myContinue reading “Come Home To Your Words”
footsteps
Not my words, this is a reblog, but it was so beautifully written I had to share. people posit following footstepsis a tried and true approachbut beyond broad metaphorical strokeshow could i follow in your footsteps your boots and shoes and feetwere clear enough to seeyet i followed not your feetfor there were different pathsContinue reading “footsteps”
Hit The Kill Switch
How do you know when it’s time to unplug? What do you do to make it happen? Relax and release.How is it I find peace? When the day draws nigh,and the sun drops low in the sky. Why my brain is fuzzy and my body worn,but inside my brain is torn. Do I lay downContinue reading “Hit The Kill Switch”
