this life I know
it's tales, it's woes
it's essence, it's hope
lay tangled in mine
and from time to time
though we are two
i will live forever as part of you
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*Words by Nadine Larter
* Photograph by David De … Continue reading the story "the life i know"
If I could capture in this moment that smile so pure
So real in wide and lighted eyes
Little boy do you know that grownups don’t know how to smile anymore
We only remember sometimes when we see you
If I could capture in this moment that leap so high
So fast, so far, so real
Little boy do you … Continue reading the story "Boondock Kid"
That you exist not for pain or for pleasure
but quiet contentment
where mind loses resentment
in anticipation of tomorrow and the fruits she may bring
That you exist not for ache nor for need
But for bubbles and butterflies
Cheeky glances and stolen smiles
And a childlike love for each moment
That you exist in each second
Of each minute of each hour
Where … Continue reading the story "That You Exist"
Child of mine lay never begging bread nor selling soul to live
Keep the smile that matches the sparkle in your eye
The one that lights the face
For it touches heart and mind
Child of mine lay never without hands to hold or hearts to love
Take care to keep the reverence with which you feel
Tomorrow it … Continue reading the story "Child of Mine"
I woke today with one child
And went to sleep with none
Where was god when sickness came
I called but there was no one
You have no money and do not count
The doctor isn’t in
You should have fed her better
Her death is now your sin
I woke today with one child
And went to sleep with none
Where … Continue reading the story "I Woke Today"
In many childhood dream
Stands a man whose eyes with lines
Smile in absent agreement of treasures
Brought to show a thousand times
Here I made this chair for you
It’s tiny, just like you
Please don’t grow
Stay just so
Beautiful and new
Tears fall later in sterile rooms
For a man there though he’s not
The hands now left to better days
The sparkled … Continue reading the story "Grampa"
have ever hands so beautiful
counted much
yet so very little
the toucher of sound
unable to hold a heart
or a truth beyond fiction
would your dancing fingers
not love to embrace a moment
unstolen and existing in perfect purity
and don't you wish
that you could hear this song
the way I do
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*Photograph by Caroline Morgan
Nadine Larter: Writer & founder of The Poetry Project
"I'm a bit of a fiery Gemini with too many passions to mention. I've been writing since I was about nine years old and have just started my own publishing company. I'm engaged to my soul mate, have three kids and am possibly madly planning a … Continue reading the story "Nadine Larter"
There once was a man named Chuck
Who owned a pet that was a duck
Whenever it did quack
No echo would come back
Oh boy does this poem ever suck!
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*Words by Michael Warren *Photograph by Nadine Larter