Another day has past, I feel peace at last, The spings overflows their banks As I give joy & thanks A bird once in bondage is set free…

I am the winner of the poetry priz… I am special in your eyes, Looking up to me you see, Potential & a place in history, Winner of the prize...

My poetry comes From up above, Sent down here To me like a dove, Inspirational gumdrops,

He came, He left, Again & again, He operated by stealth, He did not call me by name

We are born Not for ourselves But for each other, Brother for sister, Daughter for father,

Human beings are fickle, Sometimes we want ice-cream, Sometimes a pickle, At times in winter we are cold, In summer hot,

I feel unproductive today, But that’s alright Because Ulysses is sleeping on th… I feel unwanted & unattractive, But that’s alright

I live to weave my thoughts Into words, My word into phrases, My phrases jump to life On paper;

I spied a hummingbird hovering In the garden amidst the bright fl… All artfully arranged & dressed, I felt a warm zephyr from the west… It refeshed me with vigor & zest,

Help I need counselling, I need a patient, listening ear, One that has been there, Knows I feel & can help me bear The weight of the world,

Our sickness, illness disease Our stumbling blocks, Our unrest, Is God’s method His test Our souls are both

The only relationship We need to be of concern, Is the one we have with God, The others are reflections, Chances to learn,

I’m back writing again for myself, I’m looking for another to join in… To suffer alone is not dignified… To share the pain is more qualifie… Lord, send me not back here after…

Why is blood the color red? Is it because our Creator wants Us to notice it when shed? Like taking in a blood-red sunset, Or when we are alarmed

Love is neither a color Or lack thereof, Love is not a belief or lack there… It is not wrapped in beauty or ugl… It is not male nor female,