Today is a special day. It is my sister’s birthday. I recently realize, her and my brother are the same age for a month. (I guess I never really gave it much thought.) And as I calculate, the first three above me; my mom was pregnant within two to three months just after each baby … More Your Special Day
Since every one you meet has a special moment in your life: For some reason, which I cannot define, my heart warms when I read your poems. They seem to evoke a special meaning. An anointing of some kind, that clearly tips my writing vibes toward emotions that always seem to rhyme. If I could … More Anointing
It starts with eye-candy leading to inquisitive curiosities; wondering if you’re interested in me. There may be an invitation to coffee or another subtle form of social interaction due to this, heart-throbbing attraction. But when honesty is not fully disclosed both will gladly improvise; one based on responding, the other based on the initial … More False Love
Love, ending but you’re not quite ready; you box yourself in walls of resistance. But one day, (not knowing how long), you, yourself will tear those walls down… © EN, All Rights Reserved
Got all my friends with me, chilling… © EN, All Rights Reserved
I do my best and sins confess, combating my old self. Mind gets to see the wrong in me, then my heart is well; knowing, God still believes in me… © En, All Rights Reserved
In another world, that somehow becomes magical. A source of energy leaving one high, that continues when going to bed at night. Culminating ideas, it brings out the best of them in you. A force so strong time’s in a different realm. What is it? The wonders of Love… © EN, All Rights Reserved
Though I know not the number of years I’ve left to live, I give God my thanks for the past and what is… I’m to use up this time, make the most of what I can; for in joy is how life was meant to be lived. © EN, All Rights Reserved
Sometimes we don’t know that when we grieve, to let the soul one day release. To let God know, when you are done, with overwhelming pains within; because you no longer want to live with them. So pass them on, give them away. (Good memories-allowed to stay.) But heavy burdens… are not yours to keep. … More Lay Down Your Burdens…
I bask upon our memories of stories told and fully lived. I now feel the silent distance, of how we were and what now is. I ask a simple question. When did this all happen? Both in our initial meeting and how we faded…to disappearing. “We” were somehow lost in between. © EN, All Rights … More Passing By…
