Her beauty
would entice all
to greet with kindness
Her beauty
is a disguise of more
the smile pure and true
it is a well deep
of water and humanity
a caregiver pure and true
Her voice is for those
with none
both child and elder embrace
For her beauty
is compassions grace
it dwells in the depths of love
Where hearts meld
and souls see eye to eye
tears fall
Her beauty within her words
listen deeply to them
an angel is speaking
5d ago
May 30, 2026 at 4:02 AM UTC
Nervous
what will happen next?
a fist full of twelve stems,
the tallest, finest
red roses
I stand at her door
anticipation rising
knowing
I have been cuffed
bound by love
arrested and guilty
Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 3:18 AM UTC
Her voice for me
musical,
a sweetness in the quit
at times
her words melt within me
leaving me aching
in sadness
her sorrow for the world
a burden carried
I wish to caress her softly
hold her
tell the it will all be fine
we both know
it will not
still....
for a few fragile moments
there is solace
inside the small refuge of us
so that another day
the battle for compassion
moves forward
Feb 18
Feb 18, 2026 at 1:05 AM UTC
Fearful
for where as she gone?
not a word or a sound
nor a peep or a toot
not even a clang or a ding
why this heat wave
makes me wonder
has she melted away?
have volcanoes erupted?
has the earth split into two?
maybe she was captured?
by a Zionist Kangaroo!
As I sit in my living room
looking at all the snow outside
perplexed for sure
until the shock of my eyes
for what I saw couldn't be real!
There she was, skiing
downhill on my street
I ran to the window as quick as I could
and shouted
this is a January, winter in Canada
maybe that bikini your wearing wont do!
Jan 27
Jan 27, 2026 at 3:39 AM UTC
Clouded thoughts
sad ones
longing ones
wine inspired poetry
candle wax drips to the floor
slowly I rise
fill another glass
of sadness
this night of January
will be colder
than even an empty heart
shall I endeavor a walk outside?
where deaths grip is eternal
and all pain might drift away
Jan 24
Jan 24, 2026 at 12:22 AM UTC
There is not an ounce of hate
inside of her
between a breath and silence
her voice is a shade at noon
offered to the thirsty
strong to those
who heed not wise words
an angelic face, as if from the stars
rooted in an ancient place
her heart a deep seed
that today has bloomed
in a far away land
a long time ago, a man
riding a donkey
smiled
infinite wisdom
he knew
always and forever
there would be more than twelve
Jan 12
Jan 12, 2026 at 4:57 AM UTC
Is a downward spiral
addiction is
scary too
everyone knows I love butter chicken
but I am not addicted
at least not to that
Now though
confessions must be said
to a most serious addiction
not only of her heart
all her hearts
every single one of them
little or big, many or few
they bring me smiles
from the biggest of all hearts
so far away
Dec 31, 2025
Dec 31, 2025 at 2:06 AM UTC
Never left the skies
humanity needs the heavens
for compassion to thrive
a star so bright evil can not hide
Celestial miracles underneath
to this day
both majestic and simple
small details, when Angels have their way
I know this to be true
in the depth of a war of genocide
I have seen with my own humble eyes
the beauty of an earthly angel
Whose love stills glows amid the ashes
where my heart yearns to answer her prayers
Dec 27, 2025
Dec 27, 2025 at 12:44 AM UTC
As we get close to the celebration
of Jesus
how lucky I am
to know someone
with a heart as kind
I am humbled
by her softness and strength
in a time of great sadness
she is a candle
that lights the way
Dec 20, 2025
Dec 20, 2025 at 3:42 AM UTC
Vaporized poem
circle of terror
go back to the title
read again
and again
Nov 24, 2025
Nov 24, 2025 at 11:28 PM UTC