My Promise

by Dan P. Brown If you were my rose, then I’d be your sun, painting you rainbows when the rains come. I’d change my orbit to banish the night, as to keep you in my nurturing light. If you were my world, then I’d be your moon, your silent protector, a night-light in the gloom….

Your Valentine

by  Debra L. Brown   I sent a rose to you today, I hope you didn’t mind. I left it with the Archangel who was standing just outside. I left a note upon it. Signed, To my Valentine. The simple words were blurred from the tears I could not hide. You have enriched my life…

Snowball

By Shel Silverstein   I made myself a snowball As perfect as could be. I thought I’d keep it as a pet And let it sleep with me. I made it some pajamas And a pillow for its head. Then last night it ran away, But first it wet the bed.

Being Brave At Night

By Edgar Guest   The other night ’bout two o’clock, or maybe it was three, An elephant with shining tusks came chasing after me. His trunk was wavin’ in the air an’  spoutin’ jets of steam An’ he was out to eat me up, but still I didn’t scream Or let him see that I was…

Sick

By Shel Silverstein   “I cannot go to school today,” Said little Peggy Ann McKay. “I have the measles and the mumps, A gash, a rash and purple bumps. My mouth is wet, my throat is dry, I’m going blind in my right eye. My tonsils are as big as rocks, I’ve counted sixteen chicken pox…

Whales: An Innocent Death

As the gentle giants swim through the sea, Not expecting a thing, A sharp metal object is heading their way, And they feel a sharp sting. They don’t know what happened, But they feel a lot of pain, The innocent creatures, Are pulled up by a chain. Now they’ve figured it out, They know what’s…

Never Enough

Sometimes I know the words to say to give thanks for all you’ve done, but then they fly up and away as quickly as they come. How could I possibly thank you enough, the one who makes me whole, the one to whom I owe my life, the forming of my soul? The one who…

The Nativity

by John O’Donohue, from Conamara Blues   No man reaches where the moon touches a woman. Even the moon leaves her when she opens Deeper into the ripple in her womb That encircles dark, to become flesh and bone. Someone is coming ashore inside her, A face deciphers itself from water, And she curves around the…

Shielding by BiNkwana by Joshua Serutle

by BiNkwana Joshua Serutle   I’m building shells on my beloved one’s hearts hard laden steel sticks crossed on their chest shielding heartbreaks   I’m building filters on their ears I’m eliminating cruelty from reach sword words and serpents’ hiss   I’m setting flames on their mouths candle tongues burning in rage crunching lightning out…

Berry Picking

by Marne Wilson   You and I went looking last summer for raspberries and, finding none, were forced to admit that we have no idea what the bushes look like. I don’t know your excuse, but I never needed to look for raspberries before. I always had them pressed upon me. Uncle Eilert dropped them…