I have three new poems that I did the other day...so here they are


Knowledge...
deep within,
my head, my heart;
my soul.
Learning...
to be someone,
who will live in faith;
and complete trust.
Twisting, turning,
backwards, forwards;
so many directions to go.
Only one...
The path towards hope,
towards peace, forgiveness,
towards love.
Towards Him.



creative, talented, paper articulate.
glue, ribbon, stamps and ink.
a brad here, an eyelet there.
Suddenly...
the piece is transformed,
by the one they call;
a Scrapbooker.


a beautiful girl,
though not to some.
feared, misunderstood,
lied about, exterminated.
what most love and adore,
scare those into hate.
never the want to know,
to learn, to see, to care.
a beautiful girl,
lucky, loved, healed.
happy, and cared for.
will never be left behind,
destroyed,
by those who fear and hate.

(this last one was one I wrote while looking at my precious Milly...she is part Pittbull)