Poetry Blogs (2018, kindness)
I'm just a broken doll, Unfortunately, no one can see. I was beaten and battered, But no one could have saved me.
It all began when I was alone on the shelf. The cruel world took me and I couldnt cry for help. I sowed my mouth shut and continued to smile. Nobody is coming to help, not for a long while.
I'm just a broken doll, Now everybody knows. Please forgive me for I do not know how your ...
Wednesday 11th July 2018 10:16 am
True beauty doesn't lie in the skin
It lies in the light of the heart
The sweet tune of a beautiful soul
Created from the keys of a piano.
True beauty lacks physical aspects
It isn't in the clothes he wears
Or the figure that she carries
Or the way we comb our hair.
True beauty comes from within,
Something that does not wrinkle with age.
Something not distracted by a simple imperfection.
Tuesday 9th August 2016 4:57 am
A scarlet ribbon torn in flesh
to vent a life
like lambs are led
its the lambs that lead
they take their place
and hold the ground
and with their slaughter
love is found
26 July 2016 (In respect to Father Jacques Hamel & those who count themselves among the Meek and the Faithful)
Tuesday 26th July 2016 9:01 pm
We blame others for a world full of sin
As we scream and shout about something that we read
But, to change the world you must first look within
How many lives could we save if only love was spread
Never using hateful words just trying to win
Just how many mouths could be fed
With all the makeup we use to cover our own skin
We wake up to a mirror full of dread
Sunday 19th June 2016 1:52 pm
I liar, that’s what I am
I roll my dice from in my hand
I sit upon my throne
Forged from pain
broken promises, pretty lies
They’re all the same
traction, I’m unable to gain
I’m slowly slipping into my old ways
I was getting better
Now it’s worse
Every Name I hear, I curse
I cannot do that
she is perfect
she is sweet
I lay my life at her feet...
Wednesday 11th May 2016 4:00 pm
The majesty of dogs impresses us –
Their solitary solidarity -
And above their grey horizons
There is a promise, lingering….
These days an ending is assumed,
That glorifies the story of our lives:
Making children, seeing things, and listening,
Listening, to our hearts’ desires.
Yesterday the sky darkened at noon
Sunday 1st July 2012 3:06 am