Short Poems
And the dove died
And the dove died. The dove fell with a thudLet out an unheard screamYielded up its soulAnd returned to the Maker Who knows if he had just made his nestHis Mrs, warming the eggsNo more Read more…
Neither prose nor poetry
When I was a child.
When I was a child, I had wild thoughts.Thoughts like,Whenever lightning lighted up the sky, In my heart, I say, “God just took my passport photograph”.Whenever thunderstruck, especially the loud scary ones, I said “angels Read more…
Neither prose nor poetry
What makes a woman beautiful?
This is my contribution to Women’s day. Happy International Women’s Day all women out there. God bless all our women in Jesus name Glorified. Amen. What Makes a Woman Beautiful? It’s her face What if Read more…