Brilliances from above,
Warming hugs from loving souls,
Reaching out their love.
A dyslexic dreamer who once thought reading and writing were beyond reach. Yet here I am, an artist, wordsmith, and illustratorโready to weave stories and poems from my artwork.
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This is beautiful, and I love, love, love your picture.
Gorgeous work! BRAVO!
Love your words and the image is perfect
Gorgeous verse for a fitting image, Daphsam!
This is a perfect match words and images.
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What is left of me, a bullet ridden soul? Once innocent, now stained bathed in blood of a thousand beings. Eerie silences blankets the azure sky.
By Daphsamabout a year ago in Poets
โจ Hi God, it's just me i'm calling out to You from the edge of myself the ledge of my secrets the hedge of Your grace
By Colleen Walters6 days ago in Poets
I wrote this poem years ago in the midst of serving in Christian ministry. I worked for a small radio station, and problems with the transmitter affected our listening area. It was hard to stay afloat. It would have been easier just to walk away, but I continued to serve for a number of years amid difficulty.
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Comments (5)
This is beautiful, and I love, love, love your picture.
Gorgeous work! BRAVO!
Love your words and the image is perfect
Gorgeous verse for a fitting image, Daphsam!
This is a perfect match words and images.