Vineyard Vines
Poem Tired feet but a full soul Days of working and tomorrow more Sun beating down on their backs Backs shaped into steal and coal Hands grazing along the vines Making sweet juices...
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Finding Middle Ground
Beauty once lead me on high Then dropped me down, a base reprise Colored blue, de-sensitized In purgatory, compromised I want to live, I want to die Feel life flash before my eyes Pinch...
A Rose on Kostenka Street
Poem Someone dropped you (a rose,) on Коstenka street: I found you while I tramped the crunchy road, As I skidded on Karaganda sidewalk-sleet, Down the snowy, boot-printed lane, Shivers slinging from my...
Summer Sky
Poem What does one need more than the sky above – blue and big? It’s the story of an old man, the hug of tired mother. It smells of the ocean wild, I...
The Hope Collector
I am the collector of thrown away hopes. Lost and forgotten, blown in the wind, strewn in the street. I pick them up, brush them off and give them someone, someone who believes in...
I Know You Will
Poem I know you will love me like I would, and teach me, show me all the things I could: to smile, sing and even fly, things so easy yet so hard, things...
I Lost A Dream
I dedicate this poem to everyone who’s felt that way… yes, you might have lost a dream, or even two, but you never know. Tomorrow you may find something far more precious. Poem ...
When I think of you
Love Poem When I think of you, I see the stars you touched my heart so much it sparkles who am I, that I was given this light from now, until the “end of...
