He speaks to me, I hear Him say, "Follow me, My child, I'll lead the way. Keep My commands in all you do, Love your fellow man, As I love you. Just speak to Me, That's all it takes, To ease the pain, When your heart aches. I'm no farther than a prayer away, Anytime, Night or day. And when it's your time, Just take My Hand, And We'll walk together into The Promised Land."

When I was a little girl, I lived in silent fear of losing my mother the way she lost hers. That fear became excessive when I reached the age of seven, the same age she was when her mother fell down the basement stairs and hit her head. I watched Mama like a hawk, terrified that she would meet the same fate. I offered to go to the basement to get whatever she needed to the point of making a pest of myself. Finally, she go...

That’s it. Breakfast dishes all cleared away. Cups neatly stacked, in the lower cupboard, Cereal bowls alongside with the plates. Now, why do I find something so menial satisfying? Oh, don’t I know the reason very well? It’s a form of security. Just like the warm aroma of my wife’s scones baking in the oven. There’s something steadfast and reassuring about that sort of thing. Fifty years or so of establishing everything i...

Today is going to be tough on me.  As I collect Marcie's clothes.  All of my local friends say its time.  Telling myself to donate to the less off. They will get her clothes and coats.   They asked if I needed friends to help.  But foolish me I said I'm good.Really I'm good??Starting in our bedroom, yes ours. Openining her draws.  Stacking clothes on the bed.  Our bed.  Casper watches for a lose string, always her kitten....

Today is going to be tough on me as I collect Marcie's clothes. All of my local friends say it's time, and I keep telling myself to donate so others will get needed clothes and coats. They asked if I needed friends to help, but foolish me said, "No, I'm good."Really, I'm good??Starting in our upstairs bedroom, yes ours. Opening her dresser. Stacking clothes on the bed. Our bed. Casper watches for a loose string, always he...

Over the seaAwaits his loveSteadfast and unchangingHer word of loyaltyA comfort to himThrough the darkest of timesA Northern StarOne fixed point throughout the instabilityOver the seaAwaits his hopeThe promise of a new love and a new lifeEver present and patientWhispered promises of fidelity and loyaltyThrough the rugged landscape And the elemental mistress that is the waterLays the promise of her warm embraceOver the sea...

In the summer of 1970, an engaged, Jewish, student nurse and a wounded Vietnam vet from the south met in a New York VA hospital. This chapter marks the end of the beginning of their story. Mark Cahill’s body tensed at the familiar, rhythmic click of Gwen Kaplan’s footsteps approached his room. Not for the first time, he flashed back to their fight the day before he left town to spend Christmas with his family. He still co...

My pledge for you Today and all tomorrows I may not always know The words or how to say The feelings that I have for you That grow more each day I pledge in all honest I adore you And I promise that My baby My love is true So take my love darling Be very kind My pledge comes from the heart It is from me to you

I slapped a man, he slapped me back,I don't know why; it was out of whack.He then asked me "got any smack?"So to him, I said "only got crack."I'm in a jail cell now,should have realised he was a cop,I'm such a silly cow,and now the judge, his gavel he will bop,for selling drugs to an undercover cop.Ten years later, I'm out of prison,revenge I shall have,just you wait,I'll bide my time,then unleash my hate.I've found my ma...

A couple meet at a bar by fate,They go on lots of amazing dates. They're two souls that just connect,Treating each other with lots of respect.Loving each other in so many ways,Seeing each other every single day.They're so attracted to each other,They make hot passionate love together.The passion they create is off the charts,They love each other with both their hearts.He proposes to her, wanting her in his life,Asking her...

I've tried this self employed lark,it has left me with barely a spark,my words, reader, I beg you mark,my voice, I'd like you to hark,this not working has to stop,my life right now, is utter plopp.I love my little Kitten,but feel as useless as a single mitten,then, along comes she, makes me smitten.So readers, don't despair, this broken life, I shall repair,I'll find a job and save and save,a pathway, I shall also pave,an...

Spellbound by your entireness, Your mind and its eminence; This canticle is your spell. Your musings are, the music, Your voice is, the melody, Your touch is, our tempo. The canticle embraces Our promise to honour Our sanguine union. A long sultry kiss; A warm tingling note Lingers on our lips. Acquiesce completely, Desirous bodies dance Into Symphony ascension. A whispered chorus Of wondrous harmony Ignites a crescendo....

''Deliver the message, become famous, make a movie , then push your philosophy...'' Married ManA time then cameWhen doubt forged a nameAlone at the desk, I blankly stare at this messA vision so blurry, unlike beforeDecades of writing, the world has not seenYears of injustice, finally in retreatNo more will I stay Mentally driven, wounded heart at bayA glance to the left A smile received The next thing I knewIt was a dream...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere it has been stolen. Once in a blue moon, I glimpse a special soul, Reflections of myself, A sense of being home. Once in a blue moon, Dancing in the moonlight, Rapture, adoration, Imaginary love. Once in a blue moon, Dreaming of being one, Wishes, dreams, magic, Set sail across the sea. Once in a blue moon, Grasping, yet un-reaching, To touch, to s...

The rickety old porch swing creaks under my weight as I rock myself gently to and fro. The sound comforts me as it rips harshly into the painful silence of the night. A nerve-numbing tingle spreading through me from the hard wooden slats reminds me of just how long the drive up here was. I shift uneasily, my hand wrapped protectively around the brass key that will unlock the door to a place that used to feel like home. I...