Poetry challenge: “Self Portrait” (wolfrain319.deviantart.com) Shattered Looking Glass There was a girl with shining eyes, her shy smile loved by all There was not one who walked the earth, who could see beyond her wall She prayed and hoped and hoped and prayed, sure that all was well But the choices that she paved in life were not so Heaven-ward, they tell Mistakes were naught but wrongs to right, lessons to be learned… Read More
Weekly Photo Challenge: Pattern by Sara Rosso on May 10, 2013 Sunlight and the Spider Patterns make us comfortable. They are pleasing to the eye and in life they make us feel secure. Repetition, symmetry, predictability. We find quiet calm in these things. On this beautiful summer day, last year, I saw a spider weaving her web of comfort and security in a neighbour’s yard. It was stunning, to say the least. The… Read More
Doro Tou Theo – Gift from God I jolted awake at exactly 3:00 in the morning. It was the worst feeling that i had ever had. The pain rrrrrrriiiiiiiiipppped through my back in a way that felt like I was having a back spasm only it wasn’t a back spasm. I had had quite a few and they had never started in the middle of the night. Back spasms had never came… Read More
My Faithful Friend I sailed on the wings of hope through my years Always seeing a better tomorrow I fought my nightmares, fought the tears Bravely fighting despair and sorrowHope anointed, healed my wounds, my scars Hope seeped through my heart’s daily pain Hope lifted me up in its loving arms Caressing my spirit to laughter again Life got yet more harsh, I saw evil unfold Hope hung on faithfully my clinging… Read More
Thank you so much for taking the time to read from my thoughts. If you have any feedback or comments, they would be much appreciated.
Bless you lots,
Turn Your Eyes Towards Him When the sun is clouded by worries and fears When your eyes are glistening with fresh, warm tears When the hope that was in there has now disappeared Then turn your eyes towards Him When the morrow is hazy, and blurred in your view When the evening grass is not glittered with dew When your heart is so heavy it can’t see what’s true Then turn your… Read More
I had written this a few years back, but have made a few changes for the better (I hope). Little Caterpillar Little Caterpillar Little caterpillar low on the ground Trapped on your belly, crawling around Seeing the world from the mud down below You scamper and scurry with so many feet Void of direction and feeling defeat Never thinking your destination is more than you know You take note of the… Read More