Category Archives: Poetry

Once Upon A Time

Once Upon a Time You were Alive You were a Dream You were Reality. But now, You are a foregone memory A moment in history A picture stuck in time. Maybe it’s time to remember And a time to move on A time to cry for what’s been lost And a time to hope forContinue reading “Once Upon A Time”

Locked Up and Locked Out

Locked Up and Locked Out Off Limits to those not in the “In” Emotionally Abandoned Physically Imprisoned. Where is the freedom of this? Home of the Imprisoned Our Vision Blurred Our Dream Crushed Only available to those who’ve stole it. Selfishness seemingly rewarded But Lifeless And never thriving, just simply dying.

A Deep Breath

Anxiety, Fear, Worry, Panic! Take a deep breath my child…and another.. You are okay. You are okay. Do you know who holds you? Have you felt the hand that lifts you? Do you know my power? Have you at least seen my might? Take a deep breath I tell you It’s okay. You’re okay. We’reContinue reading “A Deep Breath”

Lost Luster – Picking Up the Pieces

You’ve lost your luster It’s time to start new It’s time to start picking up the pieces Begin Rebuilding again Accepting now what is lost Looking ahead to what is to be created Envisioning new things Experiencing the New Life to come.

Moving Forward

The decision. Do I move or do I stay? Move I tell you! Unless you move, there is nowhere but here! Are you so content here? Do you wish to truly never leave? Do you believe in something better? I tell you, trust and believe. Trust and Believe, God is waiting He is wanting somethingContinue reading “Moving Forward”

Shabbat Shalom – Reclaiming Lost Ground

Canyon, You were named after such an awful wretched name We will not even speak of the name But we reclaim you and we name you Wonderful and Beautiful, The Valley of Life, Point of Great Joy and Gladness. Even as much has been lost here So much more has been found Nothing has trulyContinue reading “Shabbat Shalom – Reclaiming Lost Ground”

Dimly Reflecting

Even as we can’t see clearly We stare at a dim reflection With Wonderment and Awe How far we have come Oh yes, battered and beaten Yet, how far we have come.