heart rumbles: Amos Lee-- Jesus

Just trying to make some poetic sense of it all.

About Me

heart rumbles: I Love my life most of the time. But ... My heart secretly dwells in her lyrical world to save her poetic sanity.

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How Did You Find Me?

I hear that song again on the radio. I think I know you. I think you know me. Your voice is calling just to me. Singing that same old heart...
His Gift

Every flower is not a rose. Heaven knows. Some things require a lot of care and cultivation. I won't argue with that. Specifics are n...
Ginny's Light

He goes to get her up for the day. She gives him a pretty smile He is pleasantly surprised. He hasn't seen that in awhile. His excit...
Poem for Today

Hope by S G Wallace Widen your horizons, open your scope.\Don't be bound by indecision.\Don't give up on hope.\By narrowing yoursel...
Real Life Drama

Innocence is often irrelevant Cases are often dismissed on a technicality Long before the acquittal No verdict gets called or evidence re...
The Pear

I saw the pear. Were you willing to share? The taste of the fresh fruit; Seems so much better, when shared by two. Two who knew that n...
Oh Well, Tell My Heart

I've always heard it's a long way from your head to your heart. You have your life. I have mine. I hope someday they will com...
Love and Time

They say that time will fix it. Time will heal a broken heart. What they don't say is, that day after day you will still have to dea...
Our Love

Our love breathes the life into my very heart and soul I can walk away but I can never go I cheer you my darling if you can forget me I p...
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