Wake the Beast
We tiptoe quietly around afraid to wake the beast. He lies quietly sleeping, dozing fitfully his power unreleased….
Yellow Brilliance
Around the bend, on a narrow road. Comes the end, of all we have known The colors…
Do You Color Outside the Lines?
In the beginning the lines we draw around our lives serve to define and differentiate us, and then…
You Are My Only
You are light and grace Shining in my blackest night You are light and grace You are hope…
A Hidden Identity
Poem 18 of 31 for October Poetry Writing Month, #OctPoWriMo, based on the prompt of black out or…
I Lay Down My Many Burdens
Drained to my very inner core, right through to the marrow of my bones. Hiding behind the misinterpreted,…
Art | Photograph | Poetry
She Sings
Setting sun crystals Flowing over today’s pain Rest in the twilight Moments slip away Carried upon angels wings…
A Still Point
Broken the day breaks The rising sun sets the dawn Reveals a still point ~Mark Schutter ©2014 (Poem…
Moonlight (a haiku)
Moonlight shadows sing Dark hovers over my heart Tales of myth and kings ~Mark Schutter ©2014 (Poem #11…