I'm the youngest of ten children, five girls and five boys, believe it or not but our family was considered small in those days..how ironic. I believe I got my artistic talents from my mother, she loved art and attented Beaumont School of the Arts in her younger
+ more bio informationSpirit In The Wind I am a spirit living in the wind Flowing over the world in silence Crossing paths of wandering souls Heeding the yearning of their essence Pursuing sentiment devoted to oneness Knowing what I know and cannot say verse 2 I hear sighs of fainting emotions Breathless for a hint of hidden truth Emerg... More..
Rape is a brutal act against women, children and the elderly. It has reached beyond female victims to boys and men. The state of our society is in peril due to such perverted crimes which culminate from childhood abuse or misguided notions that the person deserved what that got or in the rapists own perception, the person ask... More..
Lord help me to survive another onslaught of my brother's endless mumbling, I know he has a problem which he seems to be unable to control once he allows it to easily take over his mind and causes him to rant for hours and hours all throughout the day and well into the night. He only sees things from his point of view and ... More..
I am a romantic of nature's night in shining armour. I can watch it a million times over and never get tired of it's allure. Each awe inspiring dramatics of a setting sun, preludes the beginning of my entrigue. Every descent of luminous rays transform an endless canvass from day to night in accordance with the climate, which ... More..
Am I So Different Am I so different than the rest of you Those who ridicule me because I'm considered Less fortunate from the throne of your view My clothes maybe hand me downs, old and faded My shoes are nearly worn out and badly faded My hair isn't fresh and clean, glossy and shiny Or pinned up prim and proper all neat and ... More..
In our minds, we always wonderAfraid to speak, for fear of blunderHoping with each breathe and gentle sighThat we'll never have to question whyOur days go on despite love's changesFrom time to time things rearranges(chorus)The motion in our heartsSignals no regrets, nor sorrowLife together has been a dreamYesterday, today, an... More..
Striving is here, now, wanting to think, wanting to writeTo feel this moment in a poem, to give it thoughtPurpose and meaning, a clear view, a feeling, a touchStriving is listening to the trickling of rain while tryingTo find peace in the backdrop of it's soothing melodyI inhale freshly scented earth, tingling a sense of calm... More..
It is better to give than to receive for the Bible tells me so. How can anyone justify keeping what clearly is not their money because the small but meager bounty fell from the owner's possession onto public property. This inadvertent transaction was an error not an intention of lost, but as usual the ability to do the right ... More..
Unless someone is determined to end the cycle of their life, death is an awaiting fate to place brevity upon the extension of our lives. Death comes to finish what life began, it's inevitable because one doesn't exist without the other. Life pace towards death from the moment we're born. This transition toward closure isn't m... More..
Young love, Is freshIt's a first life, It's unexpectedIt's not an old familiar thingIt's fresh, simply freshIt sets the cornerstone for loveTo settle in our the heartsIt's the beginning path to it's lifeYoung loveThere's a sweetness to it's purityAnd innocence surrounding the unknownBefore it's becomes a repetitive traitIt's ... More..
Barbara Griffin
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