When I was a little boy, my mother used to embroid a great deal. I would sit at her knee and look up from the floor and ask what she was doing. She informed me that she was embroidering. I told her th…
The Oak Tree by Joyce Peters
How I wish I were an oak tree So strong, so great What some people walk by And others speculate I would start off so small But not end up too tall So I can watch the activities of all Oh how simple …
THE STOLEN TEARS
Lions and LiarsOn these boulevards of miseryFighting for the soulI look around with pity They lied to us,They promised safety.We ran down the halls,While they shouted “hurry” We felt the m…
Letting Go. (Featured Poem By Moyo.)
My heart longs for you My body longs for your embrace My ears long for your soothing words My soul longs for your ‘I love you’. Everything in me longs for you But I have to let you go… I can’t hang on…