Whispers...

Painting pictures with words. Opening a part of the soul. Emotion flowing with the lines. Tapestry skillfully woven. Reflecting thoughts artfully. Yearning to make a difference. --Karen O'Leary--Whispers' Editor

Monday, September 30, 2013

Amidst Potent Floods--By Audrey Haick--United States

Amidst Potent Floods Though thunderous noises besiege me And menacing flames threaten my being I will gaze upon wondrous works of creation A...

Sunday, September 29, 2013

The Sunshine of Her Smile--By Peter Dome--United Kingdom

The Sunshine of Her Smile She beamed so much sunshine out of her tender heart, so pure and welcoming, straight to mine through her rad...

Thursday, September 26, 2013

Selected Poems--By Robert Epstein--United States

on disability his homespun blanket wins first prize ___________ inspired by the public fountain her ballet poses ___________ opening the bli...

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Whispering Wind--By Joseph S. Spence, Sr.--United States

Whispering Wind Lovely wind blowing in the air From place to place never erase So soft and sweet it takes you there So full of charm so...

Friday, September 20, 2013

When Mourning Dawns--By Poppy Herrin--United States

When Mourning Dawns All day your name has been against my mind and hurt me like the too frail loveliness of pear blooms in the rain. All nig...

Trees of Concrete and Steel--By John Henson--England

Trees of Concrete and Steel I peer from beneath eaves of green From the brink of your human world As an intelligence visible yet unseen ...

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Comfort in Blue--By Karen O'Leary--United States

Comfort in Blue Clad in navy denim jeans, my royal sandals match the beat of azure waves slapping the shore. It is here I find peace ...

Saturday, September 14, 2013

Grandpa, Sitting on the Porch--By Celine Rose Mariotti--United States

Grandpa, Sitting on the Porch his favorite place to sit in his old brown rocking chair his Kelly on his head wearing his old beige sweater a...

Friday, September 13, 2013

A Summer Couplet--By Rick Parise--United States

A Summer Couplet Upon my knees in desperation the parched sand trickles through my hand the steady drumbeat of Summer's song rol...

Vacation Home--By Joann Grisetti--United States

Vacation Home Our cabin perches e’er so high To best survey the rock-strewn shore Where steadily the ocean’s tide Sounds crashing waves’ res...

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Eyes That Are Blind--By Charlene McCutcheon--United States

Eyes That Are Blind How my heart yearned, truths to infuse Into stubborn minds that refused To see all God's simple truths. Blind youths...

Book of Stamps--By Cindy Evans--United States

Book of Stamps With a book of stamps you can do many thoughtful things; with creativity and caring, many blessings you can bring! You can se...

Thoughts….--By Maurice J. Reynolds--United States

Thoughts…. When I am weak, You are strong, and oh Lord, I need Your strength today to help me continue on through a day filled with matters ...

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

A Good Lesson is Taught--By Dena M. Ferrari--United States

A Good Lesson is Taught There by the light of the moon you spy You spy something in the distance far into the sky Into the sky your imaginat...

The Girl in the Indigo Jeans--By David Fox--United States

The Girl in the Indigo Jeans She was the love of his life The star of his dreams The girl in the indigo jeans. He imagined being with her In...

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Sunset Reflections--By Robert A. Dufresne--United States

Sunset Reflections Florescent sherbet Cirrus puffs floating o’er wavy ribbon candy horizon, saffron sun beams in clear jello coating licking...

Star-Fins--By Suzanne Delaney--United States

Star-Fins Seaside holiday, a child sculpting from sand, a sea turtle all consuming details a geometric shell, carved by a stick, four well p...

In Dawn's Bright Glow--By Andrea Dietrich--United States

In Dawn's Bright Glow The sweet notes of a bird drift down to me from one grand oak that shines with day’s first rays. I look up at blue...

Monday, September 9, 2013

Home--By Patricia Ann Farnsworth-Simpson--Canary Islands

Home Like seagulls gliding high in delight The sun kissed sailors varying voices Are heard to echo gently in harmony “Home” Patricia Ann Fa...

A Little Observation--By Christine Tate--United States

A Little Observation You still say God is obscure? with a little observation He can be seen and heard in all of His creation. Every time a b...

Sunday, September 8, 2013

The Scrambling of Humpty-Dumpty--By Robert L. Hinshaw--United States

The Scrambling of Humpty-Dumpty Humpty-Dumpty sat on the wall and gambled, That if he fell his yolk would not be scrambled! Yet when he fell...

Our Lighthouse--By Donna Wallace--United States

Our Lighthouse I've been tossed upon the ocean then brutally dumped on shore My Lord has been my Lighthouse and will be forevermore. Fro...

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Aditi in a Dream at Wollongong (A Poem for My Daughter)--By Sunil Uniyal--India

Aditi in a Dream at Wollongong (A Poem for My Daughter) That evening jogging on the beach with my friends miles and miles away from home I w...

The Rain Starved Dirt…--By Richard Sponaugle--United States

The Rain Starved Dirt… is a vast, parched graveyard. I’m the last ghost in town, so somberly mourn my twin; the same dry, steadfast surface,...

Friday, September 6, 2013

Needed Discovery--By Jean Calkins--United States

Needed Discovery What is it makes you want to kill? Do you feel important when another’s blood you spill? Do you have no feeling for their f...

Opportunity Missed--By Kathryn Collins--United States

Opportunity Missed I neglected you. My work-shy nature left fallow the raw page. I heeded not unforeseen whimsy of words, the nitty-gritty o...

Thursday, September 5, 2013

So far away (untitled poem)--By Sandra Stefanowich--Canada

So far away into clouds of rolling fire holding onto a world of tears moving across stained glass skies. So far away - you led me. Into a da...

Winter's Rose--By Carolyn Devonshire--United States

Winter's Rose white frost streaks her hair smooth ice-sculpture skin of youth stroked by cracks wrinkles that have weathered...

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Too Fast For Me--By Marcus Omer--United States

Too Fast For Me The world all ‘round is moving fast, it goes a-whizzing by, the way its moves so frightens me, I can only sit and cry. Now e...

The Art of Poetry--By Jan Oskar Hansen--Portugal

The Art of Poetry I often read poetry on the internet because from time to time, someone utterly unknown and might remain so, produces a pea...

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