One(A) Poems - Poems about One(A)

Not the grand hymn sung in the vaulted nave, Nor the candle flickering bright and brave, But the whisper of love that none can see, A heart that bends to the lowly and free. Not the weight of words in sacred prayer, But the silent hand that lifts despair, The bread you break, unseen, unheard, The comfort found in a gentle word. Not...

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An ode a day I aim to do To let you know I think of you But if some times a day goes by Without an ode, the reason why? I try to make the content broad New ways of describing things are sought In all the common theme is love And you're who they're the subject of...

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Muhammad, chosen by Allah to lead, A humble man with a heart full of creed, His words, a guide to all in need, A mercy to mankind, indeed. In the land of Arabia, he was born, A light of guidance, a hope forlorn, To worship the one God, he did adorn, And from idolatry, he did scorn. His teachings spread like wildfire, His message...

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One apple a day keeps the doctor away One vitamin a day keeps 'PI' away One poem a day keeps the brain in play ___________________________________ 'PI' stands for 'Perceived Infectability.'...

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Continued from FREEZER MICE The cat had travelled straight from hell, a hell beyond the stars The cat that theories claim once levied genocide on Mars She now seeks vengeance on descendants of the primal shrew Whoever knew that humble shrew would lead to me and you Her journey had begun before the rock that killed the lizards The prehistoric shrew...

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This evening I sit in solitude the dark sky of night lays sprawled before me drawing me towards reflections of all I can remember deeds I have done, deeds others have done for me whether the guiding hand of a mentor teaching me what I needed to know or the friend who asked if I needed help part-time lovers who gave sanctuary from...

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What's your name LeiNah what's your last name Williams who am I Papa What's your name come here talk to me(sounds of high pitch screaming from a little girl) Shhhh! Ahh! Ahh water! Ahh! Ahh Ahhh! How old are you? I'm 5 . How do you know, you are five. Cause I'm m five years old How old...

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My sweet,There's a flower in your heart may I smell it My dear, There is a flower by your ear may I touch it There is a flower on your lips may I kiss it you are the flower that I behold a fragrant beauty unspoiled fluoresce my heart beats not Until we too hearts...

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A poem a day You have your say Decline to write Your thoughts you slight...

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When willingness to speak opens up, Secrets are revealed in order to hold on, Too much said gives the upperhand, But then must bring you personally back down again, Screaming vulnerabilities with physical grasp, For the mind cannot comprehend a love that will last, Control placing the mind back in order, So the heart cannot bring itself to falter, Deepness revealed is a...

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ONE A.M. SOLILOQUY the thunder rattled my sleep - vibrating windows and walls, eyes shut tight 4/7/2019...

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Emerald glen, I first saw angel’s wings come down one of Nature's bright treasures outside our small town; as brilliant glows entered sad heart and seeing eyes, I heard voices from Heaven, soothing joyful cries, turning I saw an angel dance on golden ground that is when our heart both became forever bound. Yours shining with the kindness of joy and...

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GUNSHOT WOUND TO THE HEART From a two-room schoolhouse high on a hill over the Fundy Bay, I sat at an old wooden desk daydreaming. The ink stains and etchings which were dug deep into its surface had captured my imagination as they had so many times before. It was a breeze that came through...

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Each year as Christmas rolls around, as I buckle under the pressure and stress of shopping for gifts for people that already have everything, I find myself remembering that Christmas of 1954. Dad had joined the army that year and we moved from the East Coast of Canada to Ontario, leaving behind our extended...

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By Angeline Vine In the midst of someone's middle age it was discovered that one a day could help Except it really depended on what one accepted as 'middle age'...

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