Part Of Creation Believe in yourself and all that you do. There are things you’ll create that could only come from you. The way you see the world might be your source of inspiration But the way you interact with it makes you part of the creation. Part Of Creation is a short rhyming poem …
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Back To Being Human
Back To Being Human Let’s get back to being human as we lost it some way back. We devolved to war and warriors; let’s regain the human track. Let’s get back to being human. It’s who we’re meant to be. It’s true that we are complex but we can live in harmony. Let’s get back …
Broken | Poem
Broken I didn’t appreciate the little things before; Days that weren’t wetted with despair, where I dared to believe we would all live forever. Pushed screaming through the door of no return I learned that circumstances burn flesh and bone. The worst times I’ve ever known. Caught in a loop, it replays second by second, …
Time Does Not Heal
Time does not heal and you may never be the same. But each day that passes means you’re surviving despite the pain. © Ms Moem
Forget The Rest | Rhyming Motivation
Balloons ~ Poem
Strangers. Friends. Hello. Simple.
Strangers. Friends. Hello. Simple. Encouraged to see strangers as friends a trip to the park ends with a grin. It begins with a coy hello and before you know it you are running around together enjoying the simple pleasures of slides and swings. Uninhibited laughter rings free. If only we never lost those values how …
Broken Branches ~ Poem
Broken Branches It was almost time for harvest. Her boughs, laden with fruit engorged by the goodness received from the roots, put strain on her branches; far more than she could take. Even holding too much treasure can cause someone to break. © Broken Branches is a poem about life written by Ms Moem.
Starlight
In my journey of creating picture book illustrations, here’s a short and sweet poem I have called ‘Starlight’. What do you think about the picture? Do you think it complements the verse?
Vinyl – Poem
Vinyl A wife returned one day from work and found her husband raving. The music boomed, he’d filled the room and all were misbehaving. With party debris everywhere, She paused to take it in. Though speechless, she released the beast; the banshee from within. “How could you do this to our home? The floor is …
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