Lying still in a hospital room, surrounded by family, tears flowing,
faces saddened. At the end of my bed stood a tall, slender lady
with beautiful features. Her skin, the look of velvet, with royal
eyes, rosy cheeks and lips. Angelic, the most beautiful woman, I
Father God in heaven I raise my arms to you in prayer and ask Lord
that you keep the children of poem hunters, my children and others
around the world under your glorious umbrella Lord. I ask that you cover
them like a glove with the Holy spirit and keep their hearts full of love.
Far away in the distance,
a shadow cast upon the sea.
Upon arriving closer,
that shadow bled a travesty.
A wise person listens well,
dots their I’s crosses their T’s when they spell.
A hundred apologies will not erase a bad word
Oh beauty, beauty, what do you seek?
Adrift you come to take a peak.
Tis June the month you do embark,
I long to see your body stark.
Cast away living in a bubble,
Ir orbit around an endangered earth.
Lost among the skyhawks of futuristic power..
I’m sworn to take an oath.
Mystified by the dangerous, yet soothing
musical tones of the ocean. I find myself
mesmerized by its precarious nature,
the peaceful essence, sharing it’s glory.
Fever burns the inner sanctum of the brain,
allowing an enormous strain among
the nerves within. To creep among the
vessels of ceremonious culture,