The dawn is sponsored by our sun And a childs wishes grew Awaiting for the moment when The sun has dried the dew A peaceful moment for a mom The times they are so few When children play out in the yard But must remain in view Her moments are spent In tears and joy […]
I\’d like to meet my true self Just once to say hello And ask him if he really thought About the things I know To find out if his mind just wanders Or does he stop and think About the repercussions of His actions I feel stink Its perposterous to ask And bias I\’d have
Wooley is a retired carpenter, he writes poems and short stories. He is very creative, and thinks outside the box. I love his creative writings. We both have dreams to make it in this digital space. He visited Kenya in March 2022 and I am so glad to have met him. I hope to visit
Never has this old man seen The happiness in those eyes that gleam Of children playing In a lot of piles of bricks and big dirt clods I had to come abroad And leave my comfort zone To appreciate the struggles Of these kids without a home The environmental change I see I’m sure exists
As time passes thru’ my life And I realize I’ve changed its velocity By simply adjusting my stride And following my curiosity It’s a fact of life I believe That when things slow down You are just getting in position For another one of lifes little showdowns We bring them on ourselves you know It’s
As the sun came up this morning My thoughts were far away dwelling In a place I find myself at times A quiet place of rollings hills With a cool wind that blows And the time I had the chance To gently pick a rose Well much to my disheartenment I made the mistake and
A phrase a line A space in time All to thwart our trust A re-election speech That they beseech Which we find so much disgust There antics are to gain a seat Of power and to reign To guide a lot of ignorant souls And their bank accounts they drain In as much the lies
If I were to walk thru’ A blossoming field And a gentle flower I’d pluck I’d pass by a rose And a daisy too For one little Buttercup Thru’ the springs they abound To cover the ground With their aroma through-out the air And in warm summer winds Their pollens aloft To the world they
To foster a child’s love To dream of her well being To take her hand and guide her Thru’ the trials that she is seeing To toil and struggle thru’ life So she has health and hope To amend her wants and dreams In hopes that she can cope With ever changing challenges That she
Being confident in your mistakes Is where your learning takes place No matter how adamantly you yearn One must study hard to learn The rules to survive In a life that some despise Are non-negotiable When you realize what’s at stake Accepting a train of thought Of words and phrases taught Is a challenge to