Posts tagged ‘poetry’

My Best Friends are Not Human

They were there when I needed them.

They were by my bedside when I was sick.

They comforted me when I felt lonely.

They were with me during my childhood, and throughout my entire life.

They are here now, and offer comfort any time I go to them.

They offered guidance and knowledge.

They taught me how to dream, and sometimes, they made me laugh or cry.

It has been a lifetime friendship, one I will treasure forever.

Books are my friends.


*A true story


FallenA Thanksgiving Poem


Rust, yellow, brown

Life becomes death

Fallen leaves, withering trees

Spirit sleeps within.


The earth sleeps countless dreams

The heart beats a million thanks

To live to die, to die to live

Spirit lives within.


A thankful heart

Fallen to Earth

Asleep in rusts

Alive, still, rests.


Spirit blesses the earth below

Awakes the heart

the sleeping soul

from dusk till dawn.



Crimson Miracle


Photo by M.A.D.


Crimson Miracle


Shriveled leaf, sunrise gone

Shriveled life, blue moon shone

Risen anew, ashes to dust

Wind gentle blows, caressing soul.


Cycle of perfect harmony

A thankful heart beats on

Season of crimson miracles

To live, to die, and be reborn.




Inspirational Image


Photo by MAD

Today I share an inspirational image of a cluster of roses among thorns. I took this picture one summer. Sometimes an image inspires a poem. This picture inspired this one. I hope you become inspired by the image as well.


Miracles Abound


Lonely soul, scattered dreams

tears of sorrow, never seen.

Cast the shadows in the mist

dark of hours, felt within.


Search for light, where not seen

look for love, deep within.

Sorrow blasts a creation act

Miracles abound in your backyard.


Nestled by thorns, shade, and morass

your light awaits, to bloom, to shine.

Pure white flower, fragrant soul

Miracles abound, right by your side.


Covered by thorns, beauty asleep

ready to sprout the seed within

Atlantis lost, Eden bestow

Where there is hope a bloom will show.

Earth Soul – a Poem

Just wrote this poem. Happy Earth Day!


Earth Soul


Fragile as glass

The mighty rock

Jasmine of the Universe

Spec of my soul.


If one day, departed my soul

I’d searched the heavens

Looking for home

Diamond in blue, heavenly song.

Intellectual Filth

A poem.



Intellectual Filth


Hate, war, pestilence, blood, deceit …

The legacy of human beings.

Oh God, why create such intellectual filth?

Nature does not need this sickness within.


The more I think, the more I see,

Faith slowly morphs into pain, hopeless disbelief.

Thin needles slowly prick a cold blue heart,

Bleeding its love, ice melts divine.


Oh God, why save such impure hearts?

Isn’t Earth better without virus-man?

Why not clean Earth, wipe us all out?

Have you ever thought of taking us out?


With a heavy heart a true voice I heard,

Buried deep in ice, breaking through mind’s cares.

“Many times I thought of doing just that,

Then I saw the one carrying a just heart.”


“Oh Child, there I saw

My early gifts bestowed,

Love, peace, compassion, trust, hope…

The pain and desire for a better world.”


“Love thriving in one changed a multitudes fate,

Then the one I sent with divine intent.”

“Pure love made flesh, the ultimate gift,

Myself wrapped in him to wipe all the sin.”


Oh God, nothing changed, I still see the same.

Destruction, pain, and so much hate.

I close my eyes to not awake,

Hoping not to see another such day.


Oh child of mine, your cares I see.

I see the pain, the heart within.”

“If only you would let Him in,

The love you need will pour right in.”


Oh God, you know the world is not me,

The love of one enough won’t be.

Maybe it is best to let me be,

I close my eyes; I rest in peace.


“Oh child of mine, did not I say,

That for the one my love remained?”

“The virus-man Love inoculates,

Today I listened, and you I heard.”


My Cloud

A poem.


Photo by M.A.D.

Photo by M.A.D.



My Cloud


I saw my life in a cloud,

painful memories within.

Hurt and pain, erased filaments of the soul,

Locked up tightly without hope.


I saw my life in a cloud,

passing by so fast, remote.

I saw myself as a child,

The adult I have become.


I saw my name in a cloud,

called aloud by beauty, white.

Aloofness turning to trust,

Forgiveness gave in to Love.


I saw myself in a cloud,

years of pain turned upside down,

by a dream pristine so clear,

that I could believe was real.


I saw my life in a cloud,

Beginning, between, no end.

As white blanket dissipates,

Angel mine, at the end awaits.