Wounded hearts
And fractured lives
Full of pain
Full of anger
Broken spirits seeking hope
And a healing touch
Shadorma
Tag: original poetry
Job’s Question
Afraid?
What is “the thing”?
What is the “that” in you
Which is so big it causes such
Great Fear?
Wonder if someday it suddenly
Becomes real and comes?
What will you do?
Panic?
Or Pray?
What will you do?
Will you fight or just freeze?
Will you crumble in trepidation?
I know
What i would do because it’s come.
And I am trusting God
To remove it
From me.
Double Butterfly Cinquain
Job 3:25–“For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me.”
A Word Like an Arrow
Harshly spoken into the night air
The word like a poison arrow landed
Seemingly twas shot without a care
Harshly spoken into the night air
Its speaker seemed quite unaware
That a young loving heart was badly branded
Harshly spoken into the night air
The word like a poison arrow landed
Triolet
The Carousel of Life
Reaching and missing
The brass ring
Never givin’ up
Syllable Lune
Simple Solution
Be a Wandraiser
Animals need wands
To help them
Not magic
Wands, but old mascara wands
Recycled and Reused
You can help.
It’s a little thing.
Something
You can do.
Wildlife and enviroment
Benefit from this.
Double Shadorma
Click the links below to learn more or see how you can help
Wands For Wildlife–Appalachian Wildlife Refuge
Save Your Mascara Wands To Help Animals In Need
Image from: ( Appalachian Wildlife Refuge )
May’s Days
May is a merry month
Filled with a Holiday
For every race and creed
Senryu
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Never Givin Up
Again and again I cry
Again and again I stay
Again and again I sigh
Again and again I pay
Again and again I try
Again and again I pray
Syllablic Verse
Not Stepping Stones
The stones of life
Large or small, can trip you up
Choose your steps with care
Think before you place your foot
Stones are everywhere
Tanka
The Bench
I sit here and wait to see
Who will visit me
Maybe a bee
Or leaf fallen from a tree
There is a possiblity
It may be a dignitary
On this bright Spring day
Or a tired child at play
Come what may
Night or day
All are welcome
Not just some
So whether King or Bum
I don’t care where you’re from
If you’re passing by
Please sit and say “Hi”
Skeltonic Verse
Tear Tasting
Have you ever
Tasted tears of sorrow
After tasting defeat?
Have you ever
Tasted tears of delight
After tasting success?
Tasting tears
Be they bitter or sweet
Is the palate of life
Syllabic Verse
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 