Poems from Miriam2550
The beige drapery
marks the edge of the path I walk
it is a heavy wall.
It shakes at my touch,
and I can listen to the sounds
that I...
Sadness breeds stinging, numbing Pain, which then breeds twin daughters, both alike in strength, but different in...
I stretch out my hand to you, my words catching in the wind, as if tangled in a spider's lace
only for you to move away and leave my hand...
He is everywhere,
In the eyes of two people who are of one soul
In every sigh and touch placed with care
In the essence of the procession;...
I am American!
Oh what words of joy those are!
To know who you are as you ascend the heavens, a rising star!
And to those who say it's "a...