My First Poem

The Listener Break time School playground Peals of laughter, screams Running, jumping Somersaults in the sandpit She lingered around the play area Dreamy smile on her cherubic face Gently kissed by short curls A longing in her eyes Hesitant desire in her heart Held back By blurred emotions Defied By physical impairment Imperceptible Yet undeniable … Continue reading My First Poem

Yeshua

When I was in boarding school, I used to visit a really delightful little chapel. Though I do not believe I really appreciated the experience of going to a place of worship at that time. Non-Christians had a Prayer Room, but I opted to go to the chapel. I was about 12 and sitting on benches … Continue reading Yeshua

yours to keep

yours to keep forever is the message hidden within verses between chapters of thickly bound pages once related by an angel to be recited in an unprecedented melody yet not without questioning indeed a challenge to reproduce the like of the revelation or even a chapter, if they could and yet still... we let the meaning slip … Continue reading yours to keep

In Need Of An Angel

In Need Of An Angel You say you have a need For an angel in thought and deed Do away with frivolous details I already know what this entails Devotion I've known Seeds of faith I sown Bigotry patiently endured Hatred slowly cured Anger I experienced Tables I turned Tolerance I seen In love I … Continue reading In Need Of An Angel

The Listener

The Listener Break time School playground Peals of laughter, screams Running, jumping Somersaults in the sandpit She lingered around the play area Dreamy smile on her cherubic face Gently kissed by short curls A longing in her eyes Hesitant desire in her heart Held back By blurred emotions Defied By physical impairment Imperceptible Yet undeniable … Continue reading The Listener

When A Man Prays

When A Man Prays Sunlight turns to gold dust Prism in each rain droplet Majestic mountain bows Waterfall breaks into a pause Desert sand cool as mist Rose buds carpet the feet Angels lay down their wings Holy water starts to spring Mischief does not dare Sin smells of fear and God is obligated To … Continue reading When A Man Prays