Jean Dament Poems
Looking out my window one day, I captured a breathtaking sight;
Where clouds had formed into a featherlike dove,
With soft, wings spread out in full flight;
And then I saw an angel cloud before me....possibly a sign from above,
With gentle, wings afloat....wearing a long, flowing dress,
Such beautiful visions rarely are seen;
And so that day I truly felt blessed.....
Content & serene.
Out Of Darkness
A cry sounds out, only into silence;
As one wonders, is it the falling of insanity?
When no one comprehends the pain,
Alone it echoes off it'self-displaced & lost to the world,
An endeavor to construe life's work; left as on a shelf unused,
A cry lies waiting to be heard, but not,
Thus it leaves it's mark confiscated once again,
Alone, not quite, for Out of the Darkness shines a light,
A sign of hope beams through;