Quicken my pace In this expeditious race I thought I had all the answers But now I am coming face-to-face With a past I cannot erase I am on the starting line Waiting for a “begin race” sign I trained a while I hope I don’t feel behind Now is the time to shine …
Thank you: I was nominated by Didi for the Blogger Recognition Award. I feel privileged and thankful. Thank you, Didi. 🙂 Recommendation: I really enjoy Didi’s thought-provoking posts about society, love, and spirituality. Please check out his blog. It will open your eyes to the importance of human connection and love written through wonderful poetry and …
God knows when each sparrow falls to the ground So how much more does God know our time? When will be headed homeward bound? When death strikes It’s nothing no one likes But it’s all our fate The earth is groaning It’s ready to give up the dead Some to everlasting life Some …
…Joke… …Time… Q: Why did Moses cross the road? A: Because God stopped traffic so he could get across.
Welcome to Message In Stanza’s Written Poetry Wednesdays! Every Wednesday I’ll post a new poem around 3 pm (CST). I hope you enjoy! 🙂 Clasped hands Perched lips Centered hips Love lands It’s a moon landing Being in a foreign land Love creates more than love It creates life Sleepless nights Baby bottle Baby …
Check out: Kaylann‘s awesome poetry contest with the theme of summer. Be sure to follow her as well! 🙂 Summer dresses weave their way through summer Iced teas are dripping on the sides from heat Many people take trips to the sandy beaches Excited kids out are of school Pestering their parents Many parents …
Q: What did the friend say to Lance Armstrong before the race? …Drum roll please… A: I hope you are pumped up for the race! …And for goodness sake, not pumped up that way. Please stop taking steroids! lol. 🙂 Ok, maybe it wasn’t THAT funny! But I hope you smiled. Aren’t these monkeys adorable?? …
The woman by the tree mourns She mourns the way her husband treated her She has been in this marriage way too long Her skin burns and aches, almost as her heart The draping leaves camouflage her sorrow People don’t know she’s hurting Because all they see is the Weeping Willow Crying for her (C) …
One of my favorite bloggers, Steve Still Standing. 🙂 A reblog is way over due. 🙂 Check out his great and thought-provoking poetry.
Time to move to the beat of a new rhythm, oscillating to the pounding of hearts and minds, lost in thought and wandering at the significance of it all. This, the new drum of existence: the tempo, cadence, meter; the measure of each new breath and dance. I write a lot of poetry, some of […]
via New beat. A poem. — Steve Still Standing
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