14 January, 2017


(The Wall)

Strong, tall, proud, barring
from decades in the making
a symbol from then
the war took its toll on you
shattered, springs water erodes

Copyright Denise A White

04 January, 2017


Candles dance in the breeze,
wood fire plays along,
grasses bend,
trees sway

Your cape flies as you're
spinning on the shore
hair out of style
eyes sparkle

As night settles in I see.

The Sculptor

Sit still, aware;
let your muse speak
through you.

Lightening, fireworks;
set your pen to blank paper,
words speak, spring forth.

Reveal the story,
it's just waiting on the blank page;
sculpt the image.

The world sees your truth.

Copyright Denise A White

26 December, 2016

Desert Tomorrow

Desert Tomorrow

Tomorrow will be a blue day.
Cactus will be ablaze
under a flaming sun.
Mountains with shadowed
valleys will be lighted
by flowers of spring.

Lingering, I will be filled.

© right now, Denise A White