I haven't been posting because I have been busy with my card making, and plaque making business. But I wrote this poem to keep my self encouraged in my endeavors because I am just starting out. I hope you like it and can get what I get out of it. I don't know where it will lead me I don't know if... Sign in to see full entry.
Easter is a celebration, a dance of joy, a togetherness. A celebretion because it was a series of days leading up to the grand finale that disclosed a doorway to God; one that all could knock on and surely it would be opened unto them. A dance of joy because of the pomp and circumstance that it... Sign in to see full entry.
Sometimes we look toward the big things in life to break us down and cause us the most discomfort and strife but come to my class and let me teach you an experienced lesson sometimes it's the little things that keep your tired spirit from resting Life can sneak up on you in various, unsuspecting... Sign in to see full entry.
I was thinking about submitting this poem to the school system just as a token of giving something back, because I do know that words have power. Please share your thoughts with me. There is darkness, there is light it depends on which one you side with the most that determines which one will leave... Sign in to see full entry.
To succeed in anything concerning life, at times there are thousands of steps you need to take If the required steps aren't stepped, no progress will you ever make You can take two today but then five tomorrow As long as forward is the motion you may not have to live with beg nor borrow Besides... Sign in to see full entry.
You have stolen away many a good souls in the nightwatch. You slithered into existence, and bought to life this deplorable end. A fight to the death I choose- if I win we live, and you death, surely you will die. Return to naught tyrant, along with your dastardly deeds; take your shackles and put... Sign in to see full entry.
Let me tell you a little story of an encounter I had one day. This woman came up to me on a sunny morning and did say. "Aren't you the remarkable Gilbert S. Livingston, author of the book 'Even Roses have thorns'." I replied, "why yes ma'am I am, so you've read about the Nocturnal Enuresis I have... Sign in to see full entry.
I awakened with you in my thoughts. My mind wanders, but I try to think pleasant thoughts of nothing besides your over-whelming goodness. You are the reason; the reason there is life, anfd life is eternally so precious, as it is your desire, because of your love which thereby created it; and it is... Sign in to see full entry.
The sun hid behind the clouds today, and from my bed I could tell the second heaven had awakened a watery assault. I could hear the rain mocking the tires of cars, as they sang their lyrics against the surface of the road. I peered sleepily out of my window, and could see an asphalt truck repairing... Sign in to see full entry.
I'm put to mind of December eighth long ago, because it was a day that I had to fight the fight for my very own life. It was a day I had lost my cushioned nesting place for arms to nestle in. It was a day I first heard a recognizable voice, un-muffled now, yet echoing joyfully through my ears, and... Sign in to see full entry.