Lamenting Loves: A Duet [Poetry]

Our Symphony My heart beats like a metronome keeping time to our rhythmic movement as the tempo ever increases to the crescendo ending.     Between Us The divide between us cannot be measured by miles as I lie next to you in the darkness. Only inches between us, you might as well be a…

All I Have is Me [Poetry]

When the problems and the pressures start piling up on me When the laments and the laundry get so high that I can’t see. When the hungries and the hassles invade my liberty It’s then I must remember that all I have is me. A husband may pack up or die; the kids will grow…