Early in the Morning, A little child whimpers, Begging for his mother Sleeping in the next room. Early in the morning, The drowsy mother...

Far away in the moon light, Faintly, could you see A flicker of a fire In midst of everything. Dimly lit, it stood there. Dying slowly...

Little man I love you so much You came early in the summer, Screwing up all my plans. Little man, my cuddle bug, You melt my heart each...

As the sun beat down on my pores I paid no attention to what was in store. Now my body is blistered and sore From the fun I had off...

Author's Note: Now that May has passed by, I bring a little present from the beginning of my relationship with my husband. I went and...

We live in a broken world Torn apart by sin. Everywhere we turn, We can see it seeping in. It is on our screens, Our town and city...

A gentle breeze hit me Warming my chilly arms and reassuring my heart That sunny spring season is coming. The brisk grass made way for my...

Author's Note: Today's poem is about how I am feeling about the idea of being a mother (my all-time dream job). I am torn between two...

Author's Note: Today I opened up my old writing notebooks looking for inspiration. Out of my 11 books, I found something that hit me hard...

Our cozy apartment was a stepping stone. One that fit our needs, And that I turned into our home. The house we now reside in, Is another...

Dust on the cabinets, Tables, and chairs Is made up of mostly dead skin cells; I hear. written By Evelyn Creon

Close your eyes, Let's pretend We're close together, So when we're far apart We can close our eyes and smile. written by Evelyn Creon

Today I did a thing, I haven't done in a while. I put myself first when the sun rose. I read a couple books, washed my hair, Cleaned my...

"Do you ever dream?" A little girl with a basket asked me one day. "Once upon a time I think. Life doesn't have time For such childish...

Rains of terror A deadly planet sixty-three light-years away. A pretty blue sphere that looks like earth, But death within it reigns. A...

I used to know who I was, And I confidence in me. Now I feel like a lost sailor On a raging sea. written by Evelyn Creon

"Do I write?" I ask myself, Drawing pictures in blue ink. Surrendering this blank page Is that what my heart seeks? "Do I pick up the pen...

Welcome 2022 This past year in a half has been full of life-changing events. My life got super crazy in mid-August of 2020. I moved out,...

Pardon my feelings They often cloud my judgment. I have a weakness For doing and saying what I feel, Instead of what I know is right....

Author's Note: What is your ideal life? I ask this question in today's poem, because the life that I am living right now is not my ideal...