The great people fall The creek beds go dry. The great buffalo are slaughtered. The trees no longer stand so many… All these things die,

Pain cuts, The jagged edge of an Ache in her throat... Makes her hurt; As she begins to feel

Oh, but as they see just one Colorful leaf fall at a time Unbeknownst to them there Will be a two inch bed of Harvest colors come the morning su…

Oh, she wishes that she could fly To hover in the sky. Be close to you, her Lord, Under your caring and powerful eye… Only then would she feel as free a…

Why can’t times be like they used To be, when words were easy, and Love was free? She loved you, and you loved her.… Hearts together, meant always to b…

The barn door hangs open, the hors… The occupants now a doe and her fa… A few crumbling bales of once sun-… Make moldy straw homes for field m… High on the wall on a big rusty na…

One of the most curious and enjoyable aspects of poetry is that a poem often summarizes a thought, an experience, or an emotion in a manner that cannot be equaled by prose. Perhaps that...

Grandma’s shawl was woolen knit And lay warm upon her shoulders It shook when grandma laughed Rose and fell when she would Breathe

Like your name, You gather up the light And, smiling, share its wonder, Somehow persuade the bleakest day To part its clouds,

He lies on a pillow of dreamless n… In a bed of damaged feelings. He sleeps in a room of forbidden t… In a house of bungled dealings. He lives in a town of lost hopes,

Small Precise in her hearing And seeing She asks herself how Her thoughts connect

Finally She lost herself In the sunrise The brilliant pink Azure blue

She has watched you grow since you… First breath... she will continue… Her death... They have shared the… Pleasures and their pains... They… Enjoyed their lives and material g…

Like the rivers of a long, lost wo… Tears flow. The misery of the anguished and th… The banished Relinquish their thoughts into the…

Every day there are new broken dre… Killed by he can’t and you can’t. Broken hearts and ambition line th… Like clouds line the sky, Left there to refer back to as ano…