Help sonnetSuppose I phoned you on my darkest nights, could you reply, and listen to my tales of broken dreams, dreadful times, awful fights. And when I cried would you recall my fails. If I call your number will you be there, explore my feelings no matter what... See More »
The Writer Writes - FarewellFarewell the day, It’s sad, almost, Like losing a friend, When this day is gone, It will never return, Salute the setting sun, It’s duty done, The world goes to rest, Weep not, For a new day awaits.
I wrote a spiritual poem12:12 (a poem) the second wave of angels living their lives on earth feeling like all is lost in our battle of souls and dominion of fears theres a snake slithering around a raw power that must be controlled persuaded, led gently lest it strike... See More »
