Poetry
Down a steep and sandy bank. All around are things to thank, Gaia for the warm spring breeze, blowing gently through popular trees. Through a muddy trench to find paradise, and leave your cares behind.
My heart aches for love But I won’t feel it when it comes I ask for answers from above But I won’t stop to listen.
Hauling boxes up the stairs Eager children shed their cares We sing along to a familiar tune Decorating under the bright full moon The sparkling tree is such a joy Thinking back to when you were a boy Broken ornaments get some glue Passed on from Gran and now to you Reminded of years now [...]
Heavy flannel quilts on beds Grandmas woolen hats on heads Cotton stockings and long underwear Shortened days and cool morning air Gathering long heavy skirts Buttoning cozy flannel shirts Bundling up in the hall Heading out to enjoy fall Sounds of children’s distant laughter Chasing each other around and after Foggy breath and rosy noses [...]
Guns blaze & wars rage Schools burn & we are enslaved Our hearts lost in travesty & tragedy Our souls crying out to be saved. We have done terrible things I have committed heinous crimes We all want to be held & told it will all be alright Lines blur & are crossed Wars waged [...]
I want to heal the world. Best start with myself. Insurmountable task that lay before me. Which one? I want to feel the love. Created first in myself. Lost within years of self loathing. Can it be done? I want to forgive the past. For it is not myself. Situations do not define who I [...]
Krystal Williams
Beautiful B.C.
Day Dreamer & Margin Doodler
