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Healing for My Sououl

I have walked in the garden of life and I have encountered many things but among the few that are imprinted in my heart are moments where I have experienced healing for my soul. Times of refreshing and times of divine empowerment. Please listen to this poem and be blessed. Click on my profile to listen and critic this poem. Be blessed

precious moments

This is a precious moment for every mother and child. And this poem is for every precious Mother in all the word. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ito-6UJRVLQ&feature=PlayList&p=3DF78EAC81243A20&index=0&playnext=1
Just continuing from where I left last time. I believe poetry is so pure and so true. You know if you have to say all you must say in a few words you will make them as true as ever and acurate so your message can be felt and head. I invite you to visit this link and read a few of my poems. I hope you will love it. Have fun! https://www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx?bookid=56117
The essence of poetry to me is being a voice of encouragement, healing and hope in the storms of life. In a recession like the one we have I dare to say that we will need someone to lift up our spirits from here and there. And I hope this blog will do just like that. There are people that I can never see or touch but I can speak to them in a few words in the collection of poems that I have written. I believe you are a champion in the making. Just hold on a little longer and you will see it was worthy it, to go through what you went through takes a champion filled with grace and favor.

the poet's perception

It is nice to tell a story in the voice of a poet. It is short and precise. And I want to think that it helps to eliminate too much butter and sugar. I mean all the sweet nothings that we spend our time on. Have you ever had something happen to you or to a friend in a flash and dramatic way, that all you could do was.... Wow! Ah-ah or Ouch! You just expressed exactly how you felt about it as true as you could represent it. Raw and plain. So is life as it happens in the eyes of a poet.....to be continued....