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My dear, Savior
Erase my debts.
make me braver,
admit my regrets.
Anyway let me be
in a peaceful place
where I can see
better time space.
 Jul 7 rick
Bekah Halle
About turn,
Face fear —
Discern, and
Have faith  —

No more looking
To the left and to the right,
But investing right where you are —
In You and realising in Your love.

I’m ready,
For a new season of faith,
Less heady,
And more heart.

Delving deeper,
Within Your loving embrace —
No longer a sleeper,
But expansively awake!

Truly present in life,
And Your love.
 Jul 7 rick
Rose
The breeze was felt
When you held me
I followed your guide
That lead up to this
Wonderful place

Flowers are dead
The silence is unbearable
I moved near you
To see your face glowing
mysteriously

We are in the middle of this paradise
I trusted you and suddenly I’m at peace
You’re full of wisdom
Your face is still glowing
But so is mine
My 1st poem here yay!! <33
 Jul 7 rick
mysterie
i say
"i don't care"
like it's a piece of armour --
almost like if i say it
enough
itll become
true.

but my soul,
it still aches.
in the middle of the
darkness,
in the silence,
it remebers
what my mouth
tries to forget.

i don't care.
but only
out loud,
the rest of me
still cares --
in the darkness,
and in the silence.
soul; entry three
date wrote: 30/6
Listen to the sound
of a butterfly
flying by

Feel the wind
from a bumblebee's buzzing

Clouds in the sky
The endless artwork
Three poems written by my beautiful wife.
 Jul 7 rick
Nat Lipstadt
Cannot be done.
Absent those two d e v i c e s,
We wither die

I present you a poem
with no and(s) or the(s)

hear your mind going
but, but, but....

END
this a definite article
about the disease known as
coordinating
conjunction~vitis
 Jul 7 rick
Thirty Nine
My scars have stayed
Longer than most people have

But this time
It might be different

Because it seems that
You have started to heal them
I have 57 sh scars on my chest
 Jul 7 rick
Dency
My heart
 Jul 7 rick
Dency
It went quiet
Not because it gave up
Bt because it was saving me.

It felt too much
So it chose silence
Over shuttering.

It held the storm
Behind closed doors
So I could keep breathing.

It's not numb
Just protecting
What's still healing
 Jul 7 rick
Mike Adam
Volcanoes
Oceans
Moons and women only they

Know how to flow
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