Through the twists and turns we go, In this waltz of life's grand show, With every step, we learn and grow. The universe unfolds its gentle plea, To cherish moments, wild and free, And in each other, find sanctuary. With courage as our guiding star, We conquer battles near and far, Together, we withstand what's … Continue reading Goodnight Kiss
Love is Light
Love is the light that guides us through, A force that makes us feel brand new. Love is patient, love is true, And it's the bond that connects me and you. Love can take many different forms, From friendship to romance, transforms. It's the heartbeat that keeps us warm, The shelter that keeps out the … Continue reading Love is Light
Runaway: from The Book
I have absolutely nothing to say to you, absolutely nothing to say. I don’t know what to say or do. I have absolutely nothing to say. So I guess I won't say anything at all. Nothing at all and let it be done. So long, Goodbye, Someday I’ll miss you. At least we’ve had some … Continue reading Runaway: from The Book
Potten: from The Book
Sarah Age 12 Suzy had a bunny rabbit whose tail was soft as cotton. “Potten” was the bunny's name and in the pot went Potten As time passed, Sarah's emotional burden grew. The echoes of crying rabbits haunted her dreams, and the guilt of consuming dishes made from the very creatures she cherished tore at … Continue reading Potten: from The Book
The world is a canvas, poem, and constraint comparison
The world is a canvas The world is a canvas, painted With colors that shift and dance, A masterpiece in motion, By the hand of time, its trance. Each stroke of nature's brush Adds depth and vibrant hue, From sunrise's golden rush, To the skies' changing blue. With each passing day, The canvas takes on … Continue reading The world is a canvas, poem, and constraint comparison
The Holy Man
A woman wise of worldly things once met a holy man, who confused kings, "Hell low" he said as she walked by. "Hi" was her unthinking reply. I asked "Why do you disagree with this man who is holy? and declare, that Hell is High?" She replies with a confused sigh "Holey? What do you … Continue reading The Holy Man
No more summer memories: from The Book
Young Sarah trudged down the street, her little shoulders hunched, and tears welled up in her eyes. The weight of disappointment tugged at her heart as she replayed her father's words in her mind. "They sold the land and the strawberry fields, behind the house." He had told her mother that morning before school. She … Continue reading No more summer memories: from The Book
Strawberry Picking:from The Book
"Hello, David! Can I come in?" Sarah called out, her voice filled with anticipation. David opened the door with a warm smile. "Of course, Sarah. Come on in." Sarah entered David's cozy living room and settled herself on a cushioned chair, placing her basket on the table. It was filled with small wild strawberries. She … Continue reading Strawberry Picking:from The Book
Picking Wild Apples: from The Book
Sarah skipped down the street that led to her neighbor David's house, her face beaming with excitement, her small legs carrying her with a purpose. She clutched a basket in her hand, anticipation gleaming in her eyes. As she reached David's door, she knocked eagerly, a cheerful smile adorning her face. She couldn't wait to … Continue reading Picking Wild Apples: from The Book
Free verse (Turn It Off)
Let us not despair, my friend, To our well-being we must attend, Amidst constant demands, Take contentment into your own hands. To embrace serenity in silence, stay, Embrace the beauty that comes your way. Close your eyes, take a deep breath, Release the stress, embrace rest, from the noise, seek solitude, where tranquility deploys. In … Continue reading Free verse (Turn It Off)
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