Memories

Memories

 

 

 

In that moment when I felt your heart,

gently dancing with my soul.

 

I knew in that one moment,

that you had me true to whole.

 

Each tiny sparkling moment,

sweet memories of you.

 

Fills my heart with contentment, 

for someone my heart just knew.

 

 

 

©2019 | Creative Essence’s Creative Writing™ |William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved | The moral right of the author has been asserted |Year Posted 2008

 

It Has To Be

It Has To Be




Right down the line,

the spark of a little hope,

someone is reminded.


Don’t forget about tomorrow,

as I heard a man say.


I remember when tomorrow

was not a word in my vocabulary, 

only for that day.


We come back to tomorrow’s promise.


Must be God-given,

must be, has to be.


Change comes always,

with it hope.


And the new ways,

God-given, has to be.



©2018 | Creative Essence’s Creative Writing™| William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved | The moral right of the author has been asserted | Year Posted 2002

Sanctuary

Sanctuary
To my daughter,
Tiphanie Dawnette.

Crawl into my sanctuary,
and leave this world behind.
Open your heart and let me in,
then close the door of your mind.
Wrap yourself in my blanket,
as dark as the ocean’s deep.
Your tears gently sparkle,
like diamonds while you weep.
I will hold you tightly,
protect you from all that is wrong.
And when you long for comfort,
I will bring you a Phoenix’s song.
Don’t cry my flightless Angel,
your Halo still shines so bright.
Together we will find your wings,
and soon you will be in flight.
So to night, please be peaceful,
I know you are feeling weary.
So rest, wrapped up in my blanket,
inside my sanctuary.
Tiphanie:
I love you more today,
more than I did yesterday.
And I will love you even more tomorrow!
©2019 |William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved |Creative Essence Creative Writing™ | The moral right of the author has been asserted | Year Posted 2002 | International ©2003

Easter to Enjoy

Easter To Enjoy

Jesus came to earth,
to show us how to live.

How to put others first,
how to love and how to give.

Then He set about His work,
that God sent Him to do.

He took our punishment on Himself,
He made us clean and new.

He could have saved Himself,
calling Angels from above.

But He chose to pay our price for sin,
He paid it out of love.

Our Lord died on Good Friday,
but the cross did not destroy.

His resurrection on Easter morn,
that fills our hearts with joy.

Now we know our earthly death,
like His, is just a rest.

We’ll be forever with Him,
in Heaven, where life is best.

So we live our lives for Jesus,
think of Him in all we do.

Thank you Savior,
thank you Lord,
help us love like You.

©2019 |William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved | Creative Essence Creative Writing™ | The moral right of the author has been asserted | Year Posted 2003 | International © 2003

Hurt

I hurt myself today

To see if I still feel

I focus on the pain

The only thing that’s real

The needle tears a hole

The old familiar sting

Try to kill it all away

But I remember everything

What have I become

My sweetest friend

Everyone I know

Goes away in the end

And you could have it all

My empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns

Upon my liars chair

Full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair

Beneath the stains of time

The feelings disappear

You are someone else

I am still right here

What have I become

My sweetest friend

Everyone I know

Goes away in the end

And you could have it all

My empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt

If I could start again

A million miles away

I will keep myself

I would find a way


Songwriters: Trent Reznor

Hurt lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

All Rights, © and ™ or ® trademakrs belong soely to their respective owners or company’s. In no part do claim any Rights to this song.

Special thanks to: Trent Reznor for a fantastic piece or art and writing.  And also to Johnny Cash for performing fantastically! Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd. For you making this happen. 

Children

​Children


You came here children to save a marriage, 

that couldn’t be saved. 


You were delivered with all the hope, 

humanity can bring to a new day. 


You came and life was better, 

the childrens faces answered so many questions. 


You came expecting nothing, 

deserving the chances only we can give. 


You came, we failed! 


Now we must all see about tomorrow.




©2018Creative Essence’s Creative Writing™ | William P. Darnell Sr| All Rights Reserved | The moral right of the author has been asserted | Year Posted 2003 | International copyrights 2003

Every Day A Harvest

Every Day A Harvest

Every day a harvest,

every man, every woman, every child.

Looking back harvesting,

the trail of daylight for laughter,

brought from life.

The successes,

bring you joy,

happiness.

Stay away from the corners of despair,

for sometimes they can shame you.

The disappointments,

for they may only burden you.

Every day a harvest,

every man, every woman, every child.

©2019 |William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved | Creative Essence Creative Writing™ |The moral right of the author has been asserted | Year Posted 2002

Rational Thinking

Rational Thinking

Rational thinking,
wise to choose.

It’s a little bit harder,
nothing more for me to lose.

Broken dreams,
broken hearts.

Broken wings,
my broken parts.

Rational thinking,
wise to choose.

It’s a little bit harder now,
nothing more for me to lose.

I’m struggling harder,
just to stay alive.

I’m struggling harder now,
just to say goodbye.

Rational thinking,
wise to choose.

It’s a little bit harder now,
nothing more for me to lose.

Please come fix me,
please fix me now.

Rational thinking,
wise to choose.

I’m struggling harder now,
nothing more for…me…to…lose…

©2019 |William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved |Creative Essence Creative Writing™ | The moral right of the author has been asserted| Year Posted 2013

Grandparent At Last

Grandparents At Last

To my granddaughter’s,

Aira’lee Shannon Nadeen,

Adelina Elizabeth.

Grandparent old,

of grandparent new.

The special joy,

that your bringing true.

Fairy tale’s told in the rosy past,

my first granddaughter’s are here at last.

Fishing trips and ice cream cones,

lullaby songs until we doze.

Stories told upon cozy laps,

sunny walks on shaded paths.

Butterfly kisses and big bear hugs,

truly grandparents is another

word for love.

©2019 |William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved | Creative Essence Creative Writing™ | The moral right of this author has been asserted. | Year Posted 2010

Behold, a King

Behold, a King

It was as foretold in folklore,

the, “Greatest Story Ever Told”

Behold, a “light” that shines,

on the “One,” in the manger.

Displayed in a arua of “Peace.”

bonded to the roots of “Love.”

That the “child” that was born,

to a mother, that is adorned.

Became as foretold in folklore,

the “Greatest Story Ever Told.”

The “child” in that manger,

His Greatest quest,

has not yet.

The burdens of such a King,

taken upon Himself.

That He has so chosen,

to pay for our sin.

Well, He done it,

He paid it out of “Love.”

For that’s a true King,

know?

He gave His Life,

He gave it out of “Love.”

His Heavenly Land

His Heavenly Land

For human was born unto this world,

as He so chose to be.

This God of ours, now Jesus Christ,

is great Blessed love to see.

We build our homes and decorate too,

for us all to be.

The very ground you sit upon,

belongs to Him, not you or me.

As the wind blows softly,

through the leaves of trees.

The flower’s dance

mirthful in their beds.

The harvest of the field grow by day,

while the wind blows through their pads.

Seeing the harmony of the nature grows,

Mother land plays in this part.

Thus we see that God had made,

this great world we live apart.

©2019 |William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved |Creative Essence Creative Writing™ | The moral right of the author has been asserted | Year Posted 2004

Meet Mischief, my furry  best friend and family. 

  •  Mischief rescued me, as I rescued him. He was only 5-6 weeks old, abandoned on some old farm house. Last year’s Christmas photo, 2017.  Mischief:  I’m now 1 yr, 4 month old. 

  • On Tuesday, December 4 th, 2018, my owner of mine, woke me up like at 7am expecting me to function, with no food or water. He later, stuffs me in the cat carrier, quite plush may I add, and dropped me off with some people I didn’t know.. My owner says, by Mischief. 
  • These people he left me with, well, injected me with something, and man I was knocked out. I woke up later and I’m like “woozy,” and have some pain down between my back legs and as I investigate myself there, and just to see “what’s up,” I meowed so loud, because I was missing cat parts. Yeah, I’m talking that, he had my cat fancy whacked. How dare my owner do this, with no discussion, cause it was like I didn’t have a say in the matter. Ok you little guy, enough blogging,  I had ya nurtured, tee hee! Sorry pal really, it was for the best.
  • Better that really, or I’d need thank myself, because I won’t have the neighbors knocking asking for cat support. Done ya a favor pal, so anyways, meet my best buddy and furry friend and family, Mischief Lotus Darnell. Say by Mischief to everyone reading. Thanks guys, he is really a big part of my heart. 
  • Take care people, have a great day or night.

Dear Love, I Would

​Dear Love, I Would 



Your lips would make for a gentle kiss. 

Your arms would make for a perfect hug. 

Your hand would make a perfect fit for mine. 

You’re the one I would love having beside me. 

You’re the one I would want to share my heart and life with now. 

I wish I knew what I did to deserve you showing up?


Because, I would do it again! 




©2019 | Creative Essence’s Creative Writing™| William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved | The moral right of the author has been asserted |Year Posted 2007

American Soldier

​American Soldiers

God Bless you all, 

American Soldier’s.

For your Dedications to Our Country.

For putting your Own Lives first,

even sacrificing and losing your lives to save 

many. Fighting for Our Liberties and Freedom’s.

To saving my Life;  For saving Our Lives; 

For Protecting Our Country.  


I Salute to you, your daring Courage.

I Salute to you, your  mighty Strengths.

I Salute to you, your heart of Honor.

I Salute to you, your acts of Bravery.

I Salute to you, your mighty Heroism. 

I Salute to you, your victorious Valor.


I Thank and Salute to you humbly, 

your Dedications to Our Country.

For putting your Own Lives first,

even sacrificing and losing your lives to save 

many. Fighting for Our Liberties and Freedom’s.

For saving my Life;  For saving Our Lives’,

For Protecting Our Country.


I’m Honored to you, your daring Courage.  

I’m Honored to you, your mighty Strengths.

I’m Honored to you, your heart of Honor.

I’m Honored to you, your acts of Bravery.

I’m Honored to you, your mighty Heroism.

I’m Honored to you, your victorious Valor.


I Thank you and Honored to you humbly,

for your Dedications to Our Country.

For putting Your Live’s first,

even sacrificing and losing your own lives to save 

many. Fighting for Our Liberties and Freedom’s.

For saving my Life;  For saving Our Live’s; 

For Protecting Our Country. 

©2018 | Creative Essence’s Creative Writing™ | William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved | The moral right of the author has been asserted |Year Posted 2017

Come Rest With Me

​Come Rest With Me 


Bob and Thelma Darnell 

May you R.I.P



God saw you getting weary, 

He did what He thought best. 


He put His arms around you and said, 

come with Me and rest. 


He opened up His Golden Gates, 

on that heart breaking day. 


And with His arms around you, 

you gently slipped away. 


It broke our hearts to lose you, 

you did not go alone. 


A part of us went with you, 

the day God called you home. 


And with this poem I write, 

I bid to you goodbye. 


Rest in peace my loving parents, 

I’ll see you on the other side. 

©2000 | Creative Essence Creative Writing ™ | William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved |The moral right of the author hs been asserted |Year Posted 1998

Always And Forever

​Always And Forever


John and Donna Hazalet

May you R.I.P.


I am are your lion, 

you are my lamb. 


A song bird singing, 

for this was the plan. 


Always and forever, 

I just want you to know. 


I will always be here for you, 

no matter where I go! 


You can travel by the sea, 

you can travel in the air. 


By camel across the desert, 

I will always be there! 


Your knowledge astounds me, 

I’m desperate to learn. 


Take me to your places, 

this time it’s your turn. 


I will support your dreams and wishes, 

yellow roses helped them to come true. 


I have sealed it with 4 kisses, 

just to be with you. 


I want you to know that I love you, 

you are forever in my heart. 


You’ve blessed my life with so much pleasure, 

without you, I’d fall apart.


©2018 | Creative Essence’s Creative Writing™ | William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved. | The moral right of the author has been asserted |Year Posted 2008

Grandpa

Grandpa

My grandson’s,

Eoin, Christopher, Rowick.

Excerpt

Every grandchild needs a Grandpa. Whether biological or not, grandchildren deserve grandparents in their lives. They need all that I have mentioned in my poem to my grandsons. And each has their own framed copy on parchment signed by this Grandpa. I have written one for my granddaughters as well.

Grandpa

 

A boy needs a Grandpa,

for man-to-man talks.

To go hand in hand,

on companionable walks.

To fix up his toys,

when they no longer go.

To tell him the things,

little boys want to know.

 

A boy needs a Grandpa,

to show him the way.

 

To handle a puppy,

to teach him fair play.

To impart bits of wisdom,

he’s learned through the years.

 

That it’s no disgrace,

for a man to shed tears.

A boy needs a Grandpa,

to sit on his lap.

And if no one is looking,

they take a wee nap.

 

Each wrapped in an aura,

of love and esteem.

 

Each smiling gently,

at some special dream.

 

 

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Merry Christmas everyone and Happy New Year… 

May the season bring us all together to celebrate the birth of a King, a Savior to life’s humanity to man. He paid our price for our sins, and I am ever so grateful. He, Lord, Christ Jesus, was sent by the Holy Father.

May peace be with you, and may your seasons’ be bright.

May good health and prosperity find you all!

Gods’ Blessings…

© 2017, 2019

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Excerpt

 

Christmas, a special time of year for most of the world. This is the day we celebrate our King and Saviors birth. The day where God had a plan to help humanity, help themselves. Lord, Christ Jesus, Lord of Lords’, and King of Kings’. Happy Birthday Christ, Happy Birthday…