Here is my second ever sonnet!! The first, which you can find here, is about Roman soldiers, a fascinating topic. House of Sorrow on a Hill by Beth Wangler Behold the house of sorrow on a hill That boasted naught but crumbling façade And mites of dust unmoved by air so still; Whose pavèd path …
This poem is about those times when you drift away from God and, by the time you realize it, you feel like there’s no way you can get back to Him. Then He comes and brings you back without you having to do it all yourself. Or, it’s kind of about those times you lose …
Here I venture to tell a story that takes place in this world. It’s been a while, since for the past four years all my thought has been wrapped up in my own story world. Hopefully it’s not too bad :) __________________________________________________________________________ Something startles me awake. I grab my alarm clock to see what time …