The Voiceless Voice
in Abuse Poems
Hidden and trapped in total darkness,
no one knows of my imprisonment.
To the hope of freedom I desperately cling,
but to the suffocating power of restraint I submit,
in Abuse Poems
Hidden and trapped in total darkness,
no one knows of my imprisonment.
To the hope of freedom I desperately cling,
but to the suffocating power of restraint I submit,
in God Poems
When everything seems hopeless,
Don't focus on the whole mess.
Just count on every blessing.
Then slowly you'll start progressing.
in Prayer Poems
Lord, when I worry about the bills,
Knowing I don't have money-making skills,
Please be my complete provider,
As well as my ever present minder.
in Spiritual Poems about Nature
As I sit by the river bank watching the slow flowing stream,
I wonder to myself if this is but just a dream.
I gaze in awe struck wonder at every visible creature,
Child, stand strong holding your head up high,
Believe me, your life path is far from over,
For a moment, you may wince in wrenching pain and cry,
Not knowing you'll soon find your own four-leafed clover.
Thanks Ann! Yes, writing the poem has helped me and like you, l find writing poems quite therapeutic. So sorry to hear about your husband's terminal illness. I hope you continue to find...