Pilate said to Him, “What is truth?”Â
~John 18:38
Let the winds blow harder, Let the rain fall faster, Let the lightning slice the darkness, And let…
“I could not kill her executioner; I could only tend to her now that she was on death…
A revised poem, rewritten from the original in 2014. You can view that poem, No Colors Here on…
tears silently fall through the nights soft embrace midst heartbroken sighs alone in the dark a promise hangs…
Sharing Space – for the Poetic Diversity Project Another poem in response to Shawn L. Bird’s Poetic Diversity…