Mirror of My Soul
/…removed my clothes, quietly
Laid them in a small pile
So anxious and excited, I was
For it's been quite a…
By Sharon Cunningham
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In Memoriam
/No matter the country, no matter the year, we hold them in our memory -- Lest We Forget
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…called for them, they served for us
With a promise to fight, not just talk the talk
They fought from land, from air, and…
By Sharon Cunningham
Read MoreThe Rusty Old Can
/…the corner of the old shed
Pushed way in the back
Sits a rusty old can
Next to a tattered…
By Sharon Cunningham
Read MoreDown Thru The Winds Of Time
/…am your mother
From long, long ago
Hundreds of years before
The time you now…
By Sharon Cunningham
Read MoreSweet Mélange
/…the races have mixed
And the look is exotic
And the hue of the skin
And curvaceous…
By Sharon Cunningham
Read MoreWhere Blossoms Dance
/…rolling hills
That flow like waves
Are distant mountain peaks
Where blossoms dance
Along the banks
Of swiftly flowing creeks
Windsongs gently
Rustle trees
Sunlight warms
The upturned face
There, its iridescent
Morning sky
Like a clarion
Calls me to this place
This place, we shared
Just you and I
One early springtime morn
Bathed in its scented majesty
My soul became reborn
We walked along
A gravel path
And lolled
On grassy hills
Until tympanic clashes
Chased us past
Meandering rills
Shelter found, we cuddled
And played out the afternoon
We dined and watched
As raindrops fell
Like petals…
By Sharon Cunningham
Read MoreThe New Song
/…words he sings in his new song
Speak of a journey, long and hard
He said his whole lifetime, it seems
He has been chasing
Played-out dreams
The vision only he could see
Was not in his capacity
But he ignored the subtle signs
And traveled down those age-worn lines
Until it became clear to him
His dreams had been based on a whim
He sat to reassess his life
The one shared with his kids and wife
It struck him then; they were his dream
That life with them had reigned supreme
That dream he chased was his…
By Sharon Cunningham
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