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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fear: 17 of 305
Jesus Christ the commander of the storms and waves,the protector of the timber trees,he said to Simon,put out into the deep waters,and let down the netsfor a catch,and they caught such large number offish that their nets began to break,the fish hererepresent sinners like people turning themselvesto birds in the secret of the ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Self-image: 14 of 134
The wind is never put in jailthe snail is fully clothed by the deities,it is a white suit of saint lauren that amwearing and decked out with reading glasses.Author of faith,iam not asking you of that giftanymore,my soul,cannot die without it,am asking you to put sleep into my eyes,let me sleep,the people that fasten me like a... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Losing faith: 5 of 31
After Jesus had finished speaking to a large crowdof people,he said to his disciples,''Go down to theboat and cross to the other side of the lake,''theyleft him,and he sent the crowds home,when the laststragglers were gone,he went further up themountainside to pray,the day had been long tiring,he had taught the people,perform... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Unlock: 6 of 26

The wind whispering through thetrees and all the forest treestrembling on the branches.A heavy pregnant greedy stormclouds pressing down on me,readyto crush my soul in the Californiaclouds that we used to share.Like a leopard lie in wait near mywindow to tear me to pieces if Iventure out.Each of these greedy jealous cloudshas... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Untimely death: 6 of 23
The talking drum's abilityto vary its tone,depends on the drummer'sfinger nails,not speaking is the faultof the mouth,not listeningto good advice is thefault of the ear,the rushingflood does not have time towaste,it does not lookback,it seeks the sea,both the debris of the collapsedbuildings,the fallen trees,brokenbranches,th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Angels: 69 of 263

The shade of the nightfalls from the wings ofa vanishing summer sunset,darkness reigns in thedarkest midnight when no starstwinkled in the sky,when nomoon gave its friendly light,through the long darkest nightmy Angel spread her wings aboveme,watching round my bed tillthe morning wakens. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A father's love: 12 of 40
James Mentogomery 1771-1854.The Lord is my shepherd,no want I know,I feed in green pastures,safe folded I rest;He leadth my soul where the still waters flow,restores me when wandering,redeems when oppressed;Thr'o the valley and shadow of death though I stray,since Thou art my guardian,no evil I fear;Thy rod shall defend me,Th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Prisoners: 9 of 30

The wind whispering in treesthe leaves tumbling on theground.The birds that are buildingtheir nest shed their feathers,mice and rabbits ran off totheir hideouts.The wind whispering againand again,the treesshaking from the top oftheir roots.The thunder cracks and theprison door breaks open,he that was jailed bythe Queenset fre... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Imagination: 32 of 106
Red roseblossomon treesthey giggleand play aroundgracefully inthe windlike prettyyoung ladiesshowing off thecolors of youthand hope. More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Motherly hands: 6 of 18
My black mother thank you,mother of the righteousI thank you,you held mewith your motherly handswhen I was oppressed.I saw you in my dream andyou spoke to my head in tongues,and healed my wound,thank you,if it was not youI would have died,when myfriend hammered me on my headwith her hammer.Restores me when wandering,redeems w... More..