Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Passing by an old graveyard I yelled to the old man Eerily singing a dead man’s song, “Sing me a song of mirth and cheer.” The old man replied with eerily sigh, “I cannot, I only know songs of death and dismay.” I called again with vigor and resolve, “Sing… Continue reading I yelled to the old grave man – a poem
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Welcome to My Poetic Life
As a poet and a writer, I find words beautiful. For me, poetry is the call and answer of my soul reaching out to the universe and being rewarded with verses that express the humanity of my soul. Poetry is the air in my lungs and the salt in the sea. It is everywhere. And… Continue reading Welcome to My Poetic Life
Coloring my skin with hues
Photo by Steve Johnson on Pexels.com Skin of gold and brown My mother would tell me that my skin was beautiful The perfect shade of brown to paint the world in I rejoiced as any child would when the world needed your color Then I heard it, how my skin was dirty and too dark… Continue reading Coloring my skin with hues
Jona Nightingale 