Strength grows old
The impression fades
The verve dissipates
Identities get lost in the shuffle
Life’s twists and turns leave hearts ajar
Emptiness sets in like a fog before dawn
A spirit fades with the wind
Laughter once heard, never again
Volent through silent daydreams
Lord, is there a prayer to end evil?
Does a desire for righteous justice awaken the angels?
Can innocent children’s lives be spared if only one dared to care?
Authenticity and simplicity are often confused, but both are significant
Character influences behavior and reaction and is thus predictable
As above, so below
You reap what you sow
Know of an ordained minister who died from AIDS
Heard his scream was that of bloody murder as the hell hounds drug him away
Take a long walk down a crooked path
Cross several bridges
Turn down dead ends roads
Menacing motives equal no chance of mercy
Journey through no man’s land with caution and consideration.
Sharona Reeves is a free verse lyrical writer who began writing poems and short stories as a child. She was born in Tampa, raised in Memphis. Sharona has explored performing arts, studied creative writing, journalism, psychology and is an aspiring novelist.