When God Calls
in God Poems
Lord, where you lead, I will follow
Unafraid, of what lies ahead
I pray, in Word, for discernment
With a heart, burdened, heavy led
Sylvia Stults
About Sylvia Stults
Hello my name is Sylvia. I presently work in the healthcare field. I love to paint with oils and often wished I studied art as well. I love poetry of all kinds and someday hope to pick up on the different styles. I'm trying, but until I do...I'll follow the words of my mother, who passed when I was a young girl, "Just say what's on your heart." Within my poetry you'll find many different topics, topics that matter to me and reflect who I really am. The above picture was taken by me...I love wildlife and the environment and hope my poetry hits home on keeping it safe. Enjoy.
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Living A Fall Morning Life
in Fall Poems
In the silence of the morning
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When the birds are first to wake
Floating leaves of reddish orange
Ride the breeze to paths they takeFeatured Shared StoryAnn, Thank you for your kind words and encouragement. It's always nice hearing from you and reading your poetry as well.
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Handing Down Memories
in Earth Poems
Yesterday morning I opened my hands
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I thought with a smile the places they've been
Building sand castles and catching fireflies
Nature was best, that's where happiness liesFeatured Shared StorySylvia, this is a beautifully written poem and brings back many happy memories of my childhood. I also liked reading your bio and looking at your lovely photo. Best wishes, Ann D Stevenson
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The Brink
Take a walk inside a park or
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Jaunt a forgotten trail.
Close your eyes and listen.
Take a deep breath and exhale.Featured Shared StoryThis is a wonderful poem. I had to read the other ones you've written, Ms. Sylvia, and they are all beautiful. I, too, enjoy walking in the woods and also really share your concern about the...
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Make Me A Garden
Help me design my garden of life
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Full of iris, crocus, and lily
With daffodils that shine so bright
Like the sun of the greater deities.
Poems by Sylvia Stults
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Outstanding work Ann. So much can be taken from this. After losing loved ones, one of the toughest things to do is revisit old surroundings. I have yet gained the courage to do so, some day I will. Your poetry expresses all stages one goes threw, in times of grief, and is helpful to so many.
Ann, Thank you for your kind words and encouragement. It's always nice hearing from you and reading your poetry as well.
I'm glad it inspired you and that you got an A! Congrats!
Love this poem. "I was never the oyster" You were all along the pearl. Perception at its finest.
Such a fun loving poem. This poem painted your chirping friend beautifully.