A World Of Unconditional Love; A World Of Peace
A World Devoid Of Disharmony And Disease
A World Where All People, Regardless Of Race Or Creed
Can Live Together In Harmony, All Prejudice Freed.
A World Of Balance Between Nature And Man
A World That Shows Respect For Our Bountiful Land
A Mother Earth That Provides Us With All That We Need
Can Be Ours If We Share Her Bounty And Let Go Of Our Greed.
A World Whose Magnificent Beauty We Can Admire With Awe
Can Be Our Heritage If We Live According To Universal Law
If We Can Love Ourselves As Beautiful Creations Of God
Loving Others The Same Way Will Not Be So Hard.
A World That Realizes Each Individual Soul
Is But One Individual Expression Of A Much Greater Whole
We Each Choose Our Role And We Each Play Our Part
But We Are All Inter-Connected... Each Soul And Each Heart.
There Is Only ONE Race... The HUMAN Race
Now Is Our Time And In Our Hearts Is Our Place
Together We Can Create A World That Is Perfect And Right
A World God Envisioned, Filled With Love And With Light.
When Each Person Finds His Own Peace In His Heart
A Global Healing Will Occur And World Peace Will Start
For What Is Without Reflects What Is Within
Each Of Our Hearts, Where It All Must Begin.
Five Feathered Friends, sitting on a perch,
Pretty and Proper, as if they were in church;
Pixie in her aqua dress, Oscar in his suit of gray
Chattering and whistling and feeling quite gay;
Nadine, all decked out in her stockings of red,
Squawking and nudging Sundance on the head;
Sundance in feathers of green and of yellow,
Listening to jazz and feeling quite mellow;
And, then there was Chico, the talking bird,
Laughing and singing and reciting each word
Of each little rhyme he had memorized,
Stopping to daydream and philosophize;
As he gazed out the window, he would often exclaim,
"Look at the birdie, the doggie, and the airplane!"
Different animal sounds he mimicked so well,
Was it a doggie or Chico? One never could tell!
Five Feathered Friends, oh where can they be?
Four up in Heaven and one in a tree!
From their lofty new perches high in the sky,
They'll watch over me until the day that I die.
Angels are not just in Heaven, you see
There are angels all around you and me
The stranger who smiled at you in the store
The neighbor who came knocking at your door
The friend who appeared out of nowhere
To cheer you up when you felt despair
He, who gave you a ride when your car broke down
She, who sat next to you on the bus ride downtown
Angels can look just like you or like me
So you never know just who they may be
Angels are always watching over us, you know
And they are always among us wherever we go
Through earthbound eyes, embodied souls cannot yet see
A life beyond this physical plane, where unencumbered souls live free,
Beyond all limitations of physical time and space,
Where Peace, Love and Light harmoniously exist in a Perfect place;
For each soul WAS, and IS, and WILL FOREVER BE
A soul that lives FOREVER... In a place called ETERNITY.
She sits on the sidelines, her heart filled with despair,
While melodic, danceable music fills the air;
She sits and waits just to have the chance
To express the rhythm of the music through her dance.
She watches the dancers, pair after pair,
Gliding past her as she sits alone in her chair;
Each note of the music just adds to her pain;
Will she ever be asked to dance once again?
I am proud to announce that several of my original poems, "Shades of Blue", "A World of Peace", "Dancing in the Mirror", and "Silent Words of Love" have appeared or are scheduled to appear in various anthologies, or books of poetry, by The National Library of Poetry. In addition, "A World of Peace" and "Silent Words of Love" were chosen from about 30 poems they felt would have a universal appeal if read aloud, to be included on The National Library of Poetry's "Sound of Poetry" audiotapes and CDs, where the poems are read aloud by professional readers. I have also received an International Poet of Merit Silver Award Bowl and a Bronze Commemorative Medallion from the International Society of Poets.
I write my poetry from my heart whenever the muses inspire me, mostly as a hobby for my own enjoyment. When my poems are read by others and receive recognition by a prestigious poetry society, that is icing on the cake for me. If my poetry can uplift, inspire, educate, or entertain my readers, then I will have reached my goal as a writer. I like to think of the medium of poetry as my canvas, using the art of rhyme as my palette, to color my words in such a way that they paint a picture in the imagination of my readers. I hope you enjoyed reading my poetry as much as I have enjoyed writing each poem. Writing poetry is a truly a labor of love for me.