Why Poetry?
Life happened “Alas” Poetry was born. ~Susan McMillan
Life happened “Alas” Poetry was born. ~Susan McMillan
Stale smile Is all you get Frozen expression If I happen to see you Ice cold Is all I can be Once you have hurt me this deep. ~Susan McMillan
In the middle of the night When the world is lost in slumber She’s awake! Wrapped tight in her lover’s arms She whispers all her fears; “I am afraid of the future” “I am afraid of death” “I am afraid of the unknown” “I am just afraid” . Him Seeing through her “naked soul”…… Continue reading Naked soul;
Like turquoise, He took a chance on the ole’ gal Dared a second glance . Weak and weary Beat up and broken From life’s circumstances That gal was . He;only he had the “nerve” To stay! Not for a moment; but for good . Like turquoise, Underneath her broken “smile” Hide a gem… A smile;…… Continue reading Like turquoise
I thought I knew love at it’s best until a little voice from my little one uttered these words; “mommy, I love you”. ~Susan McMillan (For the beauty in motherhood)
They hug so tight, they spread so wide, they ask so little, yet give so much; little hands of little ones. ~Susan McMillan (For my babies).
She smiled. I smiled I bought into the lies beyond her “smile” For a moment. Have mercy On me for touching a lion Disguised as cat Have mercy on me for Inhaling poison thinking it was perfume. Today, Missy took off the facade For a moment long enough For me to see the lies once…… Continue reading Faded
Let me Love you Always. Please do. ~Susan McMillan
Carelessly I say it again Without a second thought . I love you! Susan McMillan
A mother’s hands gently Holds little baby for the first time; Pure, precious, perfect and fragile!