Professional setbacks cause despair, angst, hopelessness and negativity but all is not lost
Let go of whatever holding you down. Be free, love. Make a getaway. Here's a love poem.
A view through a keyhole of life, love, loss and what comes after. Take a treasured glimpse of one woman's journey encapsulated into one tiny golden nutshell.
Calling a Convention of States is the solution to a tyrannical government provided by God to those highly intelligent men we refer to as our Founding Fathers. However, an inordinate amount of unfounded fear surrounds this process. The simple fact is, the Convention of States Project i...
Love and dreams are two separate things that keep us alive. Together they could possibly become lights. Depending on what "light" they are viewed in. They are very strange.
My daughter Petra got married to the love of her life Simon, on 5th April 2014 and it was truly a momentous day for me and the rest of my family. I had to write a speech, as I was the Mother of the bride. I had to write 2 speeches in the end, as I forgot the original speech at home an...
I had an intense, loving relationship with my ex-husband for 5 years and even had 2 children with him before we finally got married. From the wedding day, I began to realise that I did not truly know this man. It was as if from the wedding day, he let his true nature be seen. I emerge...
Grief affects us all at sometime in our lives. How we cope with grief is individual to each of us. Yet the journey many of us have to travel to come to acceptance and contentment with our grief is shared by so many of us. I wrote this poem on the day when I realised the enormity of wh...
the society is supposed to make sure that street children, despite all the negative tags they have on them, are living a life that gives them hope for a better tomorrow, we should give them a reason to be happy.
Life comes with many stressor's. How we handle those stresses will effect the quality of our lives. We deal with life and all it's ups and downs either negatively or positively. Our choice will determine the outcome of our situations.
Prayer is powerful. Here's a prayer.
I wrote this article as part of the requirement for a wonderful online course I took called "42daysofwriting." This course taught us how to write in the flow of consciousness genre letting my ideas flow on paper without reservation.
I attended the wedding ceremony of a friend yesterday and as i watched her during the events, a version of what her thoughts, feelings etc may be came to my mind. I made up this fictional story seeing things through "her" eyes.
This article is about hope. It asks the question can all hope ever be all ever lost? This question is poetically examined here within a number of short poems, My short answer is though, that all hope cannot be ever all lost. As with love, and faith, we always retain a portion of hope...
A poem; Sometimes life can feel confusing, we may lose or way. But hope will always pull us though, and brighten even the darkest day.
“Deep roots are not reached by the frost.” -J.R.R Tolkien This is a poem inspired, to keep our dreams safe from the stour, let tranquility seep into the stirrings of our hopes.
Hope always takes us to new horizons. It gives reassurance, it inspires us to start afresh after a dark night. So keep hope in your pocket and move on in life!
3 things I practice as a Christian, hope, prayer and dealing with tribulations or mostly difficult times. The tribulations in my life are normally very real and difficult for me but God helps me through them. God will help you too.
our natural eyes can always not show us what we need to see. what we see determines how much we work. what we see determines our vision learn more from the outstanding poem on how to see
What is needed to reach a hope, keeps trying and does not despair; if all these efforts seem always fail, maybe what to do is find a way swivel and enjoy the process.
Eastern European people may have been craving for freedom, but on the Western Hemisphere, freedom of speech is allowed while we don't criticize or attack the system.
My boys were growing up and turning into hopefully the men Mark and I envisioned them to be. Their teenage years were not always easy, would they make it through? Each one of them would have to lean on God for all the decisions they were about to make. This is where I had to let go a...
This is the verse-journal for February 4, 2015. It sums the emotions at this time.
A representation of wishful thinking, of hope for brighter days to come, for winter's frozen embrace to leave us and for the bloom of beautiful spring days to shower our days with color.
Yea, throw the violence out. Your efforts towards this subject are never is vain. It may not happen drastically but change is change no matter how small. I don't want to perpetuate an idea. I hate the concept of false hope. For if we can't find answers to whatever we're fighting for, ...