Poetry -Empty

..Beating her in and out. And there flying free, Her dreams escape her now. As morning sun arises, And newness hollers, "Free!" Lies the skeleton of survival, No longer needed or in need.

Poetry- Morning Hope

Christian poetry

When I see the rays of light beam from eastern, darkened skies.. And watch radiant colors fill the space My heart warms and life embrace. Every streak a promise to be, for new beginnings awakened from sleep. And treasures will come, hope will rise, when I stop to admire His beautiful skies.

Poetry- Storms Rage

Christian poetry

And sorrow cascades in a hushed certainty.

Fading in and out of reality.

And joy evades, and hope carries away..

what is sure to come again on a better day.