Sick At Heart Poems - Poems about Sick At Heart

...THE SICK CHILD-EDVARD MUNCH Ghostly downpour upon not the sick, but the sick at heart - a child’s mother. Bittersweet tangle of red - patient’s hair, dresser, caretaker’s hands. Bedside manner......

Continue reading...

...When life seems an arduous desert trek When black blizzards sweep past us When our gullets stick like plastic with no moisture It is then we look for God- our oasis We wonder where he is ......

Continue reading...

...DISPOSSESSED Running, Running… We are always running, running again. I clutch my son’s small hand, his fingernails drive into my palm. Running, Running again, and the cold is catchin......

Continue reading...

... Honor God Written By Miracle Man August 28, 2021 Conquering fear, I accomplish through faith, Environment can determine the path we travel, and where we are, often determines, who w......

Continue reading...

...For love my heart hunts, From the ground up to the sky. At night I sleep alone. My aching heart asks "Why?" I search the land. I search the sea. I look to the night sky So the stars can hear......

Continue reading...

...ON LOOKING AT SCHILLER’S SKULL by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Here in this charnel-house full of bleaching bones, like yesteryear’s fading s......

Continue reading...

...It’s seen things the likes of which you’ve never seen It’s been places to which you have never been A dancing shadow to swift to ever glean The poem in green It was born on Friday thirteen Gre......

Continue reading...

...You wear virtue on your sleeve But you often wear nothing at all Showing scars of thousands of years When corrupt leaders beat you But they could never kill you So you survived the centuries Yo......

Continue reading...

...I read in solitude, I found peace. I read with love, I felt exulted. I read when I was lonely, I got a companion. I read when I felt sick at heart, I embraced ecstasy. I read histories and spo......

Continue reading...

...When i come to the end of the road, And the sun has set for me I want no rites in the gloom filled in the room, Why cry for a soul set free? I went not by choice but it was time Time for you to ......

Continue reading...

...I groan in misery and I am sick at heart Look at me! Has anyone ever had pain like mine? Has anyone ever suffered like me? All because of love All because he fathers my son My eyes are overfl......

Continue reading...

...Life is most certainly like a game! You start with all the pieces.. genetics, soul, and name. “What’s in a name, that which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet.” ......

Continue reading...

...Passed down through generations I hold a gift of soup poetry, it doesn’t matter if it’s hot or cold, as long as it comes in rhyme, free verse is also tasty when I add a good analogy, a......

Continue reading...

... The most beautiful thing in this world to me, is to see someone living holy The way they talk, the way they walk I love how they comport themself Their meekness, their gentle way T......

Continue reading...

... A mother's tears fall on the cheek of her sickly child's face Her breast gives untasted milk as he struggles for his life But with compassion, the mother presses on with a gentle nudge Pus......

Continue reading...