Expressions

Sky Cries The sky cries gentle drops of  rain That form spattering patterns upon the  ground Rivulets of water running here and  there Freely flowing to who knows  where A solitary bird up in a  tree Sings songs of gratitude to the  sky Mother Earth in all her  glory Receives these blessings to continue her  story © Cheryl Mary Coleman, 2016  –  Expression #6 31.8.16 If you like this poem please feel free to share, as it may just be what someone needs to brighten their day. If you feel so inclined to leave a comment or feedback, know this I will be extremely grateful, and look forward to connecting with you, thank you. COPYRIGHT © Cheryl Mary Coleman 2016-2018,    4theloveofrhyme.blog.spot.com. Unauthorised use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided ...

How amazing is it that our minds have the power to create from a thought.  We can consciously chose to imagine ourselves on the highest mountain or in the deepest depths underground.   We are what we think!  Then in the vestiges of the dream world such imaginings continue, often exceeding anything our conscious mind could conjure. My nightmares and dreams have so often brought a richness and clarity to my life once tethered into the realms of the waking state. Freedom ​ The dragons and, the unicorns  fly Within the recesses, of the  sky They arc and swoop, and dip and  dive To plumb great depths, and reach new  highs As mystical as they may  seem Is freedom found within a  dream © Cheryl Mary Coleman, 2016  –  Expression #20 12.9.16 If you like this poem please feel free to share, as it may just be what someone needs to brighten their day. If you feel so inclined to leave a comment or feedba...