Flowers are ingenious beauties Fragrance like heavenly air Texture like the softest cotton What if they could talk? What would they say? Would they cry out in despair? Say they feel forgotten? God birthed them into existence He said to the ground produce vegetation He blessed these seed-bearing plants What would God have to say? …
Abba, our Maker Making broken souls come alive Like waves making sand (C) Carly Wiggins
Hello Message In Stanza followers, I am writing to let everyone know that I will continue to post, just less frequently. I am making this decision so I don’t lose my creative edge and to make more time for my life outside my blog. This will also include posting less poetry and focusing more on …
Silence penetrates this room Like a baby engulfed in a womb Quiet is taken for granted As soon the baby is born Into this loud busy world He or she is disenchanted What was once thought as vital Has been gone quite a while The Beatles reflective tunes Have long been replaced With nightclub jams …
Your lips curl up You are thinking Your nails are bitten down You are nervous This world comes at a cost A great one indeed You came from a loving family And were raised with a silver spoon You were always healthy But you were sad People tried to help But they could never fill …
Life… what is it? I think I know But the next minute I don’t It’s like stained painted glass Don’t you wish it was see through? I could know what I am living for! Because this could be all she wrote I know I could be living for a God And if I let …
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