Motivational Poem: Crawling

I’m crawling, climbing, fingers dig into the dirt. I’m falling, slipping, My feet backslide a little. ~ Teeth grind together. Stinging, raw fingers find grip again. A journey I weather, ascending the mountain of Life. ~ I see pits in the rock face. Gnarled hands reach out to snag me. They say to give up … Continue reading Motivational Poem: Crawling

Rare Moment: a description poem

Morning, with fresh air and damp grass soft turf under my feet, as I stand, still and at peace bumble bees putting around flowers, treacherously lifting their great mass a soft breeze ruffling my hair and cooling my face, a moment I never wish to release ~ My nose catches the clear smell of the … Continue reading Rare Moment: a description poem