At the meeting point of sky and sea, the sun bids farewell with a blaze of vibrant colours; a poignant reminder of life’s inevitable end. As its light fades, the footprints left in the sand tell stories of journeys taken, of moments cherished and forgotten, slowly erased by the relentless tide. This poem reflects onContinue reading “Poem: Footprints at Sunset”
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One Day at a Time
On what subject(s) are you an authority? One what subjects am I an authority? None, there is always something new to learn.
See
The world tends to believe only in what it sees with its own two eyes, not realizing that if it would just believe in what it couldn’t see (but what they believe to be), it could see the light (truth). See *Reblog*
nothing left to trim
there were things trimmed in order to meet an idea of perfection– hair, words, laughter. not like that, like this. not so many, like less.not so big, like smaller. a thousand cuts would not save her. never enough, always too much–nothing left to trim. (c) ren 07.02.25 photo credit: myrnajacobs for Six Sentence Stories. PROMPTContinue reading “nothing left to trim”
The bumble bee
My dad is sick It’s made me very sad So sad that the rest of my day, Seemed to daunting to be had / I leave work early feeling heavy in my eyes When I see a bumble bee On the street She is weak and unable to fly / This is obviously a signContinue reading “The bumble bee”
Avoiding Dreams
comemidnightexhaustedutterly draineddown to the coreslumped in papasanspilling thoughts acrossinto laptop and keyboardwithout considering meaningor value of meandering thoughtsinfinitely expanding across the pageone dripping drivelling sad drop at timesleep would be a fine wonder to embrace contemplating the slow drag up dusty stairstrip over the broken memories haunting this housestrip naked and slip into uninviting coldContinue reading “Avoiding Dreams”
Worries of the World
What are you most worried about for the future? What am I most worried about for the future? I worry that I will fail as a mother. I use to be afraid of the end of times. I was certain the world would end before my adulthood and many older people arpund me thought soContinue reading “Worries of the World”
Ghost Ships
I’ve seen three blue ships when there were none Sailing, drifting beneath no sun Their sails wafting, bold, unshunned Amidst the fog, yet not undone An air of silence engulfs and stuns And looms discreetly beneath their guns They should be daunting, but I don’t run I blink and suddenly, remains not one I’ve seenContinue reading “Ghost Ships”
God’s Relentless Love
In ancient times, humanity rejected God, leading to damnation and disobedience. They built a tower to assert their power, forsaking their Creator. Despite their rebellion, God remained loving and called Abraham to establish a nation. Ultimately, Jesus came to save humanity, offering redemption and inviting all to join His Kingdom. God’s Relentless Love Wonderful poem.Continue reading “God’s Relentless Love”
Screws Loose
The shrew has some screws loose. They need to be tighten but how can it be done. – I dont know what to do Do I chance it and do it myself? Or, do I leave it alone and deal with her wrath? Screws Loose Reblog,
Heather Congrove 