Listen

Listen, do your hear them
The gentle sounds of spirits
Whispering softly
Among themselves
Listen! Do you hear it?

The Power of Words

What are words,

but bits of ink,

splattered on sheets of paper,

or clouds of smoke on a frosty morning,

from your mouth to a worthy listener!

What are words,

but decorative lines,

that make sense to you and me,

Limerick Challenge

Poetry challenge: Limerick.

There once was a poet so stoked—

And not from a substance she smoked.

No, it was prayer power–

She sought God each hour,

Lest she find her talent revoked.

©Bennetta Faire, 2012

Hollow

Finally back after a long uncomfortable absence! Hope you missed me! 🙂

hollow eyes –
window to
hollow soul.
rainbows of youth
faded, dull grey hues
plague cloudy skies.