Mother
I saw an ornament recently. It said: Mother is another word for love. I disagree. It should read: Mother is another word for EXHAUSTED.
I saw an ornament recently. It said: Mother is another word for love. I disagree. It should read: Mother is another word for EXHAUSTED.
The last part of this long poem. Happy February, everyone! Now I’m off to wait for Spring. Proving love was stronger than time and passage I knew he was meant to be mine One day…
Part 3 of this long poem! The summer went by fast We never said a word to each other In August he left for college Where I did not know I left a day later…
And the long love poem continues. Check out the first part here. The years swirled past And still I saw him only those times But I knew he was still there Maybe watching me For…
In honor of February and Valentine’s Day, I’ll be posting a long love story poem I wrote about a decade ago, divided into 4 parts. From dawn to dusk From sun to moon From life…
Lost and wandering Dark soulless eyes Why you had to go I may never know I’ll miss you dearly But I know it was your time I’m just here to tell you I’m lost without…
It was late at night and she knew she was due at home in a half hour. But she couldn’t make her feet move to the door, couldn’t even make herself rise from her seat…
Bitter is the one who cannot laugh Cannot love Bitter is the life That cannot be But why this must be Is as always a mystery And laughter cannot be gained Though several try and…
Dawn breaks I know you’re here Hear the waves against the boat Hear the gulls’ first cries Can you think of anything better? I know I can’t This makes me feel alive and happy To…