Waiting On Moon

Submitted by Damaris Ann on Sat, 03/09/2019 - 14:51

I gazed upon the sky above
Lost in thoughts of life and love
I missed the moon in darkness’ depths
But saw a shooting star instead

I sat, waiting for moon’s face to appear
But alas no friend to me was near
And yet the stars still smiled down
Like company, the silence crowned

And darkness covered me like a mask
Covering me like the smile I daily taxed
While still no moon made the quiet speak
My eyes overflowed and flooded my cheeks

Never Alone

Submitted by Damaris Ann on Sun, 07/31/2016 - 04:17

Now I ponder and wonder why
A man thinks best to take his life
Thinks to end his conscience' strife
His hopeless fingers grip the knife

There is no love to make him thrive
It hurts to breath; to be alive
He's lost his faith, he's lost his drive
It is not worth the pain to strive

It's become a matter of time
Because of this he starts the climb
From conscience to justify crime
But then he hears a quiet rhyme


Submitted by Damaris Ann on Sun, 07/17/2016 - 03:44

The path once so bright
Now hidden from sight
Is not to be seen
Behind its own screen
I crave the white light
Luminescent sight
I reach out my hand
"Right now!" I demand
And then I fall down
I scrape myself brown
And trust I do not
This can't be my lot
This dreary old way
Upon which I lay
Not fit for my feet
No, not even meet
I thought myself good
But there as I stood
I fell down again
Broken in my pain
I cried out in fear
"Lord why am I here?!"

"Do You Still Love Me?"

Submitted by Damaris Ann on Wed, 05/04/2016 - 21:41



"Oh. Hi. You look familiar...have we met before?"

"I don't think so. I've seen you around at this conference before. At least I'm pretty sure I have."

She tilted her head to one side.

"Ohhh that must be it. I've been here every year since they started this conference back in 2012."

"Cool! So have I. My name is Mark. Mark Barton."

He shook her hand.

"Melissa Grey. Nice to meet you!"


The Road to Joy - Chapter V

Submitted by Arthur on Thu, 03/10/2016 - 05:59

Previous Chapter

Had God created me for pain? He had raised me up and blessed me that I might fall further. Instead of being bruised, I was broken.

"It would have been better if I had not been born!" I cried to God, "Why did You give me a sister, Lord? To break my heart with? And why did You make me prosper so young? To agitate me with? And why oh why did you bring Sarah into my life? To crush my soul with! God, Your ways are cruel against man.

Life's Shores

Submitted by Damaris Ann on Mon, 10/27/2014 - 03:33

God is always in control,
Watching faithfully over every soul;
Joyfully on our way we should roll.

Most of the time the rocks are rough,
That means our feet should really be tough;
Calloused, used to trouble, sure enough.

Calloused doesn't mean uncaring,
We should always be bewaring;
With temptations our paths are sharing.

For easy paths we should not lust,
Lessons God teaches us are just;
In bad and good trust Him we must.

Heartbreaks and other poems (I'm starting to sense a theme in my titles O.o)

Submitted by little woman on Fri, 04/19/2013 - 16:19

I: Heartbreaks
Lord guard my heart
from me
for many of my heartbreaks
are self-imposed
I'm too temperamental
comparing myself
to all whom I see
I form attachments too quickly
pondering love too soon
just to watch
my quick-built castles
fall to dust
I too often view myself
in pure black and white
I too often judge others the same
I'm lost and I'm crying
out for relief
Lord guard my heart
from me

everything will love you

Submitted by Anna on Wed, 09/26/2012 - 15:19
love me and I will trust you

     with every drop, even the sweat
     over every skin cell, even the freckles
     on every finger, even the pointers

     with every word, even the warnings
     for every look, even the glares

     with every gift, even the wasted
     inside every box, even the empty
     hid in every room, even the locked

     with every tear, even the rips
     on every page, even the dog-eared

      with every wound, even the open