Of A Child

Such a gift a child is born in this life but all is not well here there’s strife. A child’s eyes see all things so new; they subdue hate which lips do spew. Rigid torn streets lit under their feet blaze a fiery heat, disrupt their sleep. Dark encompasses does rigid cold stone as universes…

The Day Gentleness Dies

Once there was definition to that which once was honor. Mother earth has dominion over man that is upon her. Once man did discover, once man did search souls, man has dug into the earth; yet all was a search for gold. As time winds so constant different means it supplies. Yet at the core…

The Family Dinner Table: An Essential Anti-Bullying Event

So I have something to confess. I do so reluctantly but I feel it bears weight upon my purpose I initially intended this site to address. So ladies and gentlemen, whom I dearly appreciate, please lend me your ears. Today, as everyday, our children are subjected to all kinds of ideas and deviant thoughts. As…

Versatile Blogger Award

I have been nominated for the Versatile Blogger award. I humbly recieve this nomination with deep gratitude. I would like to thank Dwight at Roth Poetry for nominating me for this award. Click here to visit his site. I have to admit I started this site with the intention of it being something to share…

Memories

Gentle is the night swallowing gulls upon beaches, where they lay young while grass upon dunes reaches. A breeze whisping parting swirls of sand that rises upward then falls back to land. My eyes have beheld such glorious sights. Peaks atop mountains; beaches during night. Seen the galaxy have I beyond stars. Pondered have I…