Kindness is poetry Written in the dark, A dance in sunlight, Only seen by the heart. JWiley
Kindness (a poem)
My Heart (a poem)
It is not my heart breaking,In the dawn of a stormy mourn,Beneath gentle willows weeping,Lilies laid, solemn and forlorn.My heart is not breaking,It is no longer mine to tend.Carried away in the streaming,Lifes river stills for no one,All named precious are taken,Fate won't entrust in us for long.My heart is not breaking,I have nothing here... Continue Reading →
Touch of Darkness
Part 2 Each night I sat upon my dressing chair and gazed at the mirror while I brushed my hair. The girl beyond the looking glass returned my stare with a lazy grin, and we pulled long strokes to a well-timed rhythm. Neither of us spoke, but it felt we shared a secret. Then one... Continue Reading →
Touch of Darkness
Part 1 It came to me in dreams of night, and through the veil softening reality's light. At times, I believed myself mad, insane. Those gossamer moments when my mind quieted and I watched the others from shadowed windows of sight. Over aware, as I sometimes became, they appeared different in ways that caused me... Continue Reading →
