This is a poem that utilized the acrostic form, meaning that the first letter of each line spells a word. (the word ends at the end of the stanza). It describes hell and the end times.

Becoming wrapped in the BLAZE.

Lightning flashes cross my sky…………

Drift my love.

Poem of a beautiful autumn scene with the trees ablaze with color and golden colored leaves lying on the ground..in a park like setting….

The beautiful sunset painted by the master painter…

Poem about a beautiful sunset to a picture with darken clouds and shaded seas,with the sun like a golden eye in the sky…

A poem that came to me in the middle of the night. And no I do not hear voices.

Short write up about a young girl enduring sexual abuse and possibly death from that abuse. Parts of her life show the engraved abuse while at the same time being blessed and being blessed twice. Can a childhood abuse cause your physical death?

A Haiku about fire…