His tired feet Encased in shoes too small For far too long Worn leather cracked And bleeding Dusty soles betray Where he’s been Old sawdust and pain Weathered by time Waiting for a new day When he can sail away Her shapely leg Disappearing at the ankle Where it kisses new leather Spun out and … Continue reading Juxtaposed: A Poem (based on a contemporary painting)
The song trills loud and clear Across the barren landscape Echoing far and wide The song carries into the valley Attracting others to its sound Late, late into the night The song, hushed and uncanny A signal call for love Incredible, yet fleeting The song, fractured and lean Begins to dissolve in the air Fluttering … Continue reading Ode to a Nightingale
Like an army waiting for war We are at rest Ready if called But at rest And if tomorrow comes early We will meet it at dusk We will put it to rest Like a bee before it stings We are at rest Angry at our inactivity But at rest Fractured by patience Waiting by … Continue reading At Rest: A Poem (Inspired by Jan Miel’s “Hunters at Rest”)
Words as distant lights Never shining on his corner of paradise Wrapped in shrouds of fear and determination A blanket covering his bony shoulders A cough, throaty, phlegm-filled escapes his chapped lips Corner of 15th and Girard Home An old box from Sears rain-soaked Clothes soggy from the moisture that has seeped through Seeping into … Continue reading Philadelphia: A Poem
Glittering reflection shining on cool, calm waters Extending both north and south of the shore Old-fashioned avenues juxtaposed for show Jutting high into the air above Étretat. Three identical boats dock, though untethered Pointing toward the horizon of a new day Cellophane clouds float past in clear skies Wishing for conscious release. She peers out … Continue reading The Scene Remains: A Poem (inspired by Monet’s landscape painting)
An alleyway Cold Dark Unashamed and unshadowed Freshly watered garbage cans And an invitation for two Dark tendrils snaking hesitantly out from inbetween the cobblestones Frequent reminders of an apathetic sentiment subtly changed by time Nurtured by the glowing embers of an everlasting fire Tucked into pages of poetic rhyme And left to lie Cold … Continue reading An Invitation For Two: A Poem
A great WordPress.com site
Soprano
A Writer's Journey
At the hub...
Exploring life, love, lifting, and (almost) literally everything else, frequently aided by laughter and libations
Just a small town girl who writes about Christian stuff.
Strategic freelance writer specializing in online content, articles, web copy, & SEO.
Natalie. Writer. Photographer. Etc.
Sam's Online Journal 