When I Stop

When I stop in the middle of God I am present in the silence of the wind whispering an angel’s breath swirling in and out of crimson and golden maple I hear His creatures Whistling, chirping, rustling across branches on earth’s floor I feel His blessing Peace, tranquility I understand the grandeur of His beautiful, magnificent creation When I stop here in the middle two eyes well with gratitude for breath, life and two legs I give thanks stay silentRead more

Rain on Fleshy Cheeks

Stop Inhale life Exhale sadness Draw in the earthiness of rain It cleanses pavement Soaks into human joy Stop Inhale life Exhale fear Feel the moist tears from heaven On our fleshy cheeks Tears of peace Flooding hearts with calm Stop Inhale life Exhale doubt Allow the rain to wash it Away to the gutter, the sewer Positive thoughts form a puddle In which to stomp and play Stop Inhale life Exhale the unimportant Let go of frivolous everything FindRead more

I Want What I Want!

Gibbs has been encouraging me to sign up for Writing 201: Poetry at the Daily Post.  I have resisted up to this point, so Mr. Blister (Natasha’s name for this one) decided he would take a stab at this writing style with both gray paws and his self-serving attitude. I think it’s a little Dr. Seuss-ish, but read on and decide for yourself. I want what I want! Right here and now There are no negotiations This I vow  Read more