I roll out of bed and hit the floor moaning Yes, it can be said: How much I hate morning   On a Saturday yet, When I’d normally sleep in But, a challenge I’ve set And now it begins.

With the morning comes hope With the morning comes a new start; A loved one no longer in pain A family no longer apart. For up in Heaven the angels dance As Jesus comes forward to say; “Welcome home, child, we love you so” We…

There it is. The threshold. The starting gate. The point of contact. Clean gold. Awaiting ignition from some spark of imagination. Everything-hinges-on-this-moment-in-time. And this one. And this.

Tides of gray wax in the purple blackness of the night, O sun, where art thou in this gloom? A moment of hush, as the denizens wait for the light, Anticipation lies thick in this room. Slips the dreams into their cocoon, To come again,…

You would often say that I’d take a hefty fall from grace   Struggle with the job at hand And the challenges that Life would present itself.   And yet slow and systematically I’ve stayed a float Resilient of the experiences that life had shown…

I am testing a poem half marathon / half poem should I leave out the consonants or vowels?