The Golden Hours

He was still young enough to believe in his strength.                                                                       --Wendel...

I have been reading Proverbs over and over, and there are some verses that strike me each time around. One of them is Proverbs 18:1 ...

She was a woman who loved her hen flock and her garden and her flowers. Every day, from early spring to late fall, she made a little wa...

I recently wrote a love poem that was intended to speak of two lovers. This poem is meant to speak of the friendship kind of love between...

The large white space with the little blinking line on the top is very intimidating to me as I search for the best words to write tonigh...

When we emerged on to the busy High with the traffic streaming past, we shook hands, and he said 'I shan't say goodbye. We'll me...

I'm not much of a poet, but I wrote a poem the other day. Although it is not targeted towards any man, it captures--in a small way--m...