It’s Her Home
It's her home It’s where she lives With her mother, her father, and her brother It’s all she knows...
Read Moreby Tim | May 21, 2021 | General Musings, Our World, Poetry | 0 |
It's her home It’s where she lives With her mother, her father, and her brother It’s all she knows...
Read Moreby Tim | May 4, 2020 | General Musings, Our World, Poetry | 0 |
until my tearsand yoursembraceand bloodspeakstruthno wordscan holdmy silent whisperscreamsdo we...
Read Moreby Tim | Sep 20, 2019 | General Musings, Meditation, Poetry | 0 |
Oh beloved What word could hold this ocean of love? What thought could carry this star-filled...
Read Moreby Tim | Feb 12, 2019 | General Musings, Meditation, Our World, Poetry | 0 |
JUST AS I AM I was probably around ten years old at the time. I was with my grandmother attending...
Read Moreby Tim | Apr 17, 2016 | Depression, Poetry | 0 |
When will I live again? Inside this rusting sack of tired dreams. Long forgotten Too tired to...
Read Moreby Tim | Apr 17, 2016 | General Musings, Meditation, Poetry | 0 |
My conversations seem so clever when I am asleep. Circling round and round in banter unspoken and...
Read Moreby Tim | Apr 17, 2016 | Meditation, Poetry | 0 |
A pulsating power sizzles just behind my head flowing in a high-pitched river reaching out in all...
Read Moreby Tim | Apr 17, 2016 | Meditation, Poetry | 0 |
I sit and try to listen. Silence buzzing while willow strands sway, loose-necked in a sultry...
Read MoreShe needs words She said But what words Can capture This love I have To hold it In a box As if eternity Could be Measured By a clock Or placed Along a line To be weighed Are colors Seen Through their names Or honey Tasted By...
Read MoreYou are … Amazing Wonderful Beautiful The Love of My Life The Woman of My Dreams My Treasure My Sweetheart My Best Friend My Heart's Desire The Mother of My Children The Best Thing That's Ever Happened To Me My Dream Come...
Read MoreHe who dances with the stars Dances also In my heart. He peeks his head around the corner Giggling Pokes me in the ribs and runs away Wildly into the shadows Yelling, “Tag, you’re it!” “But Lord,” I call out. “Don’t you see that...
Read Moreby Tim | May 22, 2014 | General Musings, Poetry | 0 |
I sit staring where silence is a choice because words are not able to carry the confusion that...
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