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by: Guildford Windley A tragedy of Love _________________________________ A journey starts with one step An idea takes just one thought A story begins with the first word So with love, it just takes just one kiss Each breath of air renews one’s life A sigh buries the pain to the heart We live from day … Read more

by: Guildford Windley It’s a Dog Gone Dog Day ________________________________ It’s a doggone dog day The sky is so gray Ah to my dismay It’s a doggone dog day Here I lie blocking the doorway My nose in my bowl No treats for me to eat, what a dog day it is Things aren’t going … Read more

by: Shirley Satterfield I have a plant that’s jumping up to the sky To spy on the heavenlies as I lift my eyes up to the sun And feelin’ a poem coming on. Sitting on the porch is fun, hon. I see that that the trees don a hint of Fall While the leaves are … Read more

by: Guildford Windley The Profits of War ___________________________________________ Cling, Cling is the sound you hear when the golden coins hit the table Boom, Boom the sound you hear as the bomb explodes on the villages and towns of the people Profit to be made from weapons that are made to kill in wars that are … Read more

by: Guildford Windley Rainbows and Unicorns ____________________________________ Rainbows, doves and unicorns, dreams that I have On a sea of Sunflowers as far as one can see In a field that they stand, take my hand and run with me Like butterflies and hummingbirds through wildflowers let us flee to a place In a misted of … Read more

by: Guildford Windley I am who I am ____________________________________ What of the light on break of dawn? What of the stars we see when the sun goes down Where in my heart does the pain beat on? Is there a place where I belong? I see a world caught up in hate Violence spread across … Read more

by: Shirley Satterfield Bipolar disorder may make me a bit different and perhaps even a bit odd. But I rejoice in my affliction because it is my strength, for my joy is just as rich as my sorrow is deep, and “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” I can succeed and … Read more

by: Shirley Satterfield Drinking, smoking, gambling And cussing out your hated driver; The raceway is a den of iniquity. But it’s fun though. Cars careening screaming down the track crashing each other loud. The raceway is a den of iniquity. But it’s fun though. French fries sliding down the booby hatch making me fat. The … Read more

by: Shirley Satterfield There’s something special Going on in my house, And it’s called love. For when God sent me Danny dear, He sent out a dove. He rubs my back, And I make him biscuits. Commited marriage was Conceived by a Good God up above us, we are in love

by: Shirley Satterfield Book Review: 3 Stories of Love by Yasir Sulaiman Yasir’s book “3 Stories of Love” is one of the best new reads I’ve enjoyed this year. It is full of charming, provocative and lovely romantic poetry and prose. In the first story “Just Between You and Me” one cocky, sharp tongued Yuvan … Read more

by: Guildford Windley The Mirrors of our Mind ___________________________________ We live in a house of mirrors A place where what you see may not be We told to listen up, and they tell us what we see Do not think beyond the words you told Even if you know they are unbelievable For you to … Read more

by: Guildford Windley A Violence of Our Own Making ____________________________________ Where has the Sun gone, behind the clouds of gray? Why do I sit here, no longer do I have a tear I just stare at the TV as the band plays on One by one they are all gone, each day just like the … Read more

by: Guildford Windley A State of Mind ___________________________________ Once there was a weeping willow high on a hill A wide tree with long branches that reach out for the ground, covered with leaves shelter from the hot sun Once there was a brook so clean and so pure A place full of life in a … Read more

by: Guildford Windley A Strong and Stubborn Love _____________________________________ As I see beyond the pain, for all the love we’ve gained The things we have said and done while angered brought about needless pain Yet, within us, the passion of the flame does burns deep Within the soul I turn away from you trying hard … Read more

by: Lori Cooper So great to be here!

by: Shirley Satterfield Can you paint the stars? I think so, if you let the Spirit flow You can reach right up and touch the planet, Mars. Can you paint the stars? Yes you can when you’ve’ been blessed by God To be conceived of Man. You can paint the stars. Can I paint the … Read more

by: Guildford Windley Lost is the Soul ________________________________________ Lost, is the soul that no one wants Lost is the person that is there, but no one sees Lost is the voice that is not heard Lost are the smiles not returned? Lost is the touch of another love Lonely are those who walk without a … Read more

by: Guildford Windley The fall from Grace _________________________________________ Where has the world gone, the one I knew so well A place of comfort, one that with pride my chest would swell A world full of love not hates a place where one could feel safe Gone so it seems, the caring that we use to … Read more

by: Guildford Windley Life Travels _________________________________________ The footpath that I travel has so many stories to tell. The hills that I have to climb the valleys I have walked. The trails that I took that lead around the bend, new scenery just ahead, new beginnings for me to find. I have seen the Sunrise, I … Read more

by: alexis karpouzos When the birds take back their language, and the trees unloose their tenderly hands from around you, when the air doesn’t breathe and the fish are sad, when the seas are tearing and the flowers whisper: No, you own nothing, then remember: Υou’re visitor, honoring the hospitality.

by: Shirley Satterfield What is old? Old is only a perception, A down and dirty Worldly-wise deception. No one that trods this sod Is old compared to Moses or dirt, Or old compared to God. We are all God’s children Groping in the dark- Searching, searching for live’s lively spark. So don’t be so bold … Read more