Poetry Blogs (2019, affection)
M.C. Newberry on WEEKLY WALKABOUTSVERSE, E.G., 14 OF 230: NIGHT OR DAY?! (8 hours ago)
You ask if I believe in God...
How can I not?
To deny my Father
means I leave my existence
to some 30 year old predator
who impregnated a girl half his age
and left her to raise their child
in the wilderness, among wolves
that feed on loneliness and despair.
Without my Father, I would never know
that after suffering comes deliverance,
pain leads to compassion,
forgiveness breaks b...
Sunday 19th May 2019 7:16 pm
You are such a beautiful woman and I spent my life trying to find you
as I look at the waters of the beach, so beautiful and so sparkling blue
but in the water, I see something shining and I see it staring at me
I must go get it, before it is too late
the wind is perfect and it is such a perfect day
I see it and I swam for it and I saw millions of diamonds
Monday 26th February 2018 1:59 am
Alive are the branches soaring the sky
Flowers are purple smelling to pride
Green and soft leaves allowing the tree
To breathe the excitement of being just
Summer arrives and so does the drought
Oh the poor bloomer with tears it fought
The ages of water, the ages of rain
"No shortage of water may cause enough pain"
The Forrest did say
Branches brown, wi...
Wednesday 17th January 2018 5:15 am
How about the beach? Sandy feet, fresh breeze. Seize the sunlight, beam just as bright
How about flying a kite? Light, the campfire, just right. Tent settled, just behind that tree you see?
How perfect could this be? Gazing beside one another; amongst grass and stars We huggled as if it ...
Friday 16th October 2015 1:05 am
I live in the shadow of your smile
And I like the way it lights your eyes;
I like your style
My senses stir with the fragrance of your soul
And I like the way it lingers
So I’ll linger too, for a while
My heartbeat races when we touch
And I like your warmth; the way you feel
I like your smile
You way you talk is like a song
That plays easy on my ears...
Monday 30th March 2015 4:24 pm