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I am what society considers to be a middle aged woman. I am the mother of one son and have overcome many hurdles in my life. I have finally emerged victorious and have grown to love life and to be content no matter what the future holds. I have found along

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spiritual: 8 of 596

LISTEN An echo whispers through the wind It calms the fears we feel within It soothes the wounds within us deep It brings us peace throughout our sleep It gently wakes us come the morn It molds and shapes the babies born It forms the clouds that grace the skies It brings new sight to mortal eyes It lends it's color to the tr...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Inspirational: 10 of 439

HE CAN Have you ever sat beside a bank and watched the orbs change place To see the sun go down at night The moon, to fill it's space. To view the darkness of the sky And hear the world at peace To watch the birds go passing by To feel the evening breeze To see the glimmers of the seas To watch the stars that shine To hear t...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Living in the now: 1 of 41

INJUSTICE Fifty hot bullets, every shot out of place A shock to our minds and a test of our faith Could you try to imagine how his family must feel? The fact of the matter is it all seems unreal His hopes for the future, the plans that he made Have all been replaced by the coffin now laid This isn't the first time, but hopef...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life's paths: 7 of 267

Altered paths Gentle breezes, summer rains muddied puddles, naked plains ruptured clouds and open seas Bringing mortals to their knees Wonder etched upon their faces Sunshine rays in certain places Fish are gently gliding by often coasted by the tides In the distant waves off shore Signs the storm will bring much more Darker...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life without Daddy: 1 of 38

HAPPY HOLIDAYS Just sitting here thinking It's holiday time So many thoughts,invading my mind This time last year seemed better than most Mom was such a gracious and beautiful host Six years ago was still hard enough Daddy went home, way before us The day that he left, was so long and sad Just Mommy was left, she was all tha...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Corruption: 1 of 27

A Call To Honor Simple things have gone astray, for all has come to naught The middle class is cast away, and Congress has been bought How long will you watch us die? How long will it take? How long will you spread your lies, and take all you can make? When will people focus true? When will we, stand up strong? When will we ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Soldiers: 11 of 203

One Nation Fate has dealt a crucial blow The impact felt world wide But nothing can replace the lives Of loved ones who have died Their memory haunts our every thought Our lips still speak their names Our hearts are filled with all the love And joy that they once gave Our candles burn through out the night They cast an eerie...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Hate: 10 of 180

Don't Hate Don't hate me for the way I dress Don't hate me for my hair Don't hate me for the things I eat Or judge the clothes I wear Don't hate me for the things I say Don't hate me for my thoughts Don't hate me for the job I do Or rate the things I bought Don't hate me for my color skin Don't hate me for my size Don't hate...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Prisoners: 2 of 36

TEARS Emotions stirring deep inside Formulating mists Pain and grief I cannot hide Nor manage to resist. Beads of burdens flowing free And oozing through my mind Gathering at openings Awaiting crying time. Day by day the clock ticks on My well begins to brim With every hardship comes a load Of swelling from within. Till fina...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Betrayal: 23 of 382

Once Burned The essence of his being permeates the air Each hair on his head is placed with such care The aroma he exudes is driving me wild The best part of all is his beautiful smile And as he tilted his head ever so slightly The smirk he was wearing just fit him so nicely In a dimly lit room with romance in the air Our ey...