Poetry Blog by Vautaw (2019, Nature)
God bless the good days.
Days a smile is no stranger to your face.
Days your favorite songs play, and you sing along.
Days faith is restored in humanity.
Days sunshine and fresh air makes life seem fair.
Days you feel the gentle touch of love.
Good days will see you through tough days,
bitter days that never seem to end,
days you have no friends,
Monday 18th November 2019 1:15 am
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
Love once bloomed
like a fragrant flower
in eternal spring.
Through years of
torrential summer tears,
the scent faded.
All that seemingly remains
are scorched petals that drop
like dead leaves in fall.
But, far beneath
the frozen surface,
intertwined roots run deep...
Making our twisted love
hardy, to weather the
Wednesday 8th May 2019 1:57 am
In the blue-green meadow
of my silent soul,
scorpion grass -
dormant for decades,
now grows wild and free,
for the aching world
to behold its beauty.
Monday 25th February 2019 3:27 am