http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sam444/Shelly's Poetry is a collection of seven poetry books. I plan to share exerpts from each book. Look for poems from The Dragon Trilogy, Under A Tree, Betwixt Crimson & Violet, A Quaker's Celebration Of Faith, Precious Gemstones, A Pilgrimage To Golgatha, Quill & Ink. My poems are entertaining, thought provoking, spiritual and downright fun to read!ENJOY!hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sam444/636213An afternoon stroll found me in the desert, out of the city desert; to side walks of sand and I came upon the ruts from the wagons of the Oregon Trail; it has to be a million years ago in the age of technology’s realm. A greased wooden wagon wheel, cutting the earth and leaving its mark, what...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sam444/636132This is my first draft of the preface. This is what I hope to entice you to purchase. So would you based on what you have read? Thanks for your input! sam A Light Unto My Path (A Quaker's Celebration Of Faith) Preface A Quaker’s Celebration of Faith is a poetic and Scripture journey that one will...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sam444/636048A cupful of loving was all I had asked! O, it was filled with sugar, granulated at best! Similarly I filled mine with the extras that would sustain, but it was not enough for two! And now I sip from the cup of remorse and sit alone, and cry for two! They say a cup can runneth over, but mine has...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sam444/635936Canto I: One Day, Today, Tomorrow One day I will awake and the pain will be gone. One day I will happily walk down the road and not think of you. One day the rain will be gone and I will bask in the rays of hope. One day I won’t think about you. One day I won’t remember what you look like. One day...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sam444/635797How to trust when I know not who I am! Letting go completely is so difficult to understand; love again? I thought I tried it once, it was with you and now you’re gone, leaving me rather blue! It’s been years since you walked away and I have remained, here, in a broken-hearted way never giving love...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sam444/635676I heard the snapping of the leather whips, {incredulously personified in my mind} I saw the welts the whips left behind, and I wonder what it is that makes man such a brutal monster to invoke the whip. The whip is still there for man is weak and his deeds in mischief still speak. The actions of a...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sam444/635609I have sat on distant shores; white capped waves surmise the surf. All pleasantries aside, I sit and await a calling from the neap tide! The pictures etched upon the sand, now drown; all these images take me to the dreams of yesteryear; in reflection, I have stood on mountaintops of love and...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sam444/635581Just one question! Why do bloggers say thank you for reading them at their blog but rarely bother to visit the one they are thanking? [You know who you are so let's have your viewpoint]! In Residence I reside in a hut of timeless mire but I long to dwell in a castle of desire. Only fools take the...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sam444/635456It's not so much the sound but the silence thereafter ~ O, I’ve heard the bellowing boisterous bastards and I know it’s true when a lass I would hear my auntie say, “Those dirty bastards!” Then roll her eyes and look away, all the while the men in my clan scoff about in contraband! [and...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/sam444/635382I am not a stranger in this land yet I am a foreigner dwelling in the desert’s sand. I am here of my own accord, a self inflicted reprimand. With my resigned permission, the seas washed away my dream of dreams. Fleeing to the mountains to escape being hemmed, I pursue a final stand then nothing...