Poetry and Artwork by William Speer
Kind of LoveBy Will Speer Do flowers love?What about grass or trees?Do they love?What kind of…
Kind of LoveBy Will Speer Do flowers love?What about grass or trees?Do they love?What kind of…
MysticBy Steven Williams I can read between your fine lines … It has become a mystery…
It’s been a very long time since I have seen snow. A few years ago, while…
The Yellow RoseBy Tyreall Duboe The color yellow represents the cultivation of a new meaning of…
Mother’s Day Gift… The BibleBY George Wilder It is a traveler’s map,The pilgrim’s staff,The pilot’s compass,The…
A Place Called HomeBy Breon Powell In the vibrant city,Each street tells stories of the stateFrom…
Lux LeeBy Sarah Marcum You are perfect,So pure, I already seeI know you will grow upTo…
Understanding You Know NothingBy Damarcus Ivey You don’t know what you don’t missThough; I understand my…
A guy moves into my section from another section in the prison. Right away your antennas…