Hypocrite

I hear your lovely scriptured words,
Remnants of the sermons heard…

Hypocrite

I hear your lovely scriptured words,
Remnants of the sermons heard…

A Prodigal Prayer

I am praying for them, not for myself,
What could my faith have possibly earned…

One God, One Love

No matter whom your chosen Lord,
Or what gifts in death be reward,
Whatever path your faith has trod,
What word and face you use for God.

Jesus of Nazareth

All the words followed by rote,
The wonders of most holy night,
Geographically does not denote,
Why your Savior born was white.

Godless

And where you see the world as work of Great hands,
Intrinsic and intertwined Mother Nature,
Seems to move ahead with her own set of plans,
Not needing a higher-powered kind favor.

Flannel with Faith

Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author

saania2806.wordpress.com/

Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!

Poetry collection

Work by Rain Alchemist

Paul's Poetry Playground

It's Time to Play...

yaskhan

Poetry, haiku. Life, word play, puns, free verse