Meadows of Green

Meadows of Green


In the meadows of green, 
the flowers so bright.

We walk in the pasture,
with thoughts being right.

We talk with each other,
we cover our fears.

Our hearts are together,
love is having some tears.

We talk with each other,
all the day long.

Holding hands with the flowers,
making life, being strong.

Our love never fades,
our hearts are so true.

Oh, how I love you,
how can it turn blue.

In those meadows of green,
we used to walk through...



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Year Posted 2019

Mischief lazing… 

I must have wore him out playing soccer. He loves that ball for sure. Best dollar I ever spent I think, besides going to the Dairy Queen as a young lad. Slick Black Cat of coy… He is of character, he is.. 

Spirit of Life

Spirit of Life


We start as mear creatures.

Bloom to the lust of flesh, 

Flower to the act of love.


©2019 | Creative Essence’s Creative Witing™|William Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved | The moral right of the auth has been asserted|Year Posted 2013

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


The Still Voice

The Still Voice

Depth’s of His heart,
loves all people for
who they are.

The Still Voice talks,
but who is listening.

He weeps with sorrow,
because His children’s
gone astray.

The Still Voice talks,
but who is listening.

He talks once again,
to be astrayed to His land.

The still Voice talks,
but who is listening.

One said: I heard You talk to thee,
the love pours about.

The still Voice talks,
hence,
someone….. was…. listening….
©2019 |William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved | Creative Essence Creative Writing™ | The moral right of the author have been asserted | Year Posted 2006

Let Me

Let Me

Let me love you,
in all it’s form.

Let my heartbeat,
keep you safe and warm.

Let me be your,
forever and a day.

My life begins through,
everything you say.

Trust my soul as it
dries your tear.

I promise my love
I will always be here.

For one look- ~
For one smile ~-

Will say more than,
all words combined.

My soul was meant
to find you.

Here hold my hand,
I’ll show you how I feel.

Showering you with love happiness,
nobody can steal.

Let me fill you with my spirit,
no love can hide.

I’ll give you everything,
my hearts got inside.

You’ll never be,
unhappy in my arms.

You’re in my eyes ~
look and realize ~

I’d rather have you
without a future,
than a future without you.

Love is all I got ~
Love is so real ~

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

Forgiveness

Forgiveness

Forgive my heart,
for my mind did sin.
For to temptation,
it did give in.
But not my heart,
true to you it did stay!
So why for my minds mistake,
should it pay?
Not through my actions,
but through my thoughts I did wrong.
If you must, blame my weak mind,
for not being strong.
But not my heart,
true to you it did stay.
And I could not bear,
to be turned away.
For any action my mind did make,
in no way did my heart partake.
In my mind ones faults,
ones errors or mistake.
If you must displease my mind,
for what it did make.
But not my heart when,
all it’s done is love you .

©2019 |William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved |Creative Essence Creative Writing™ | The moral rights of the author has been asserted |Year Posted 2006

Desires Within Me

Desires Within Me

There are no regrets without you,
without us; for today never ends.

There are no tomorrow’s without you,
just ends left untied.

There are no boundaries to seek,
just love to be shared with each other.

There are no lies to hide,
only questions unasked.

There are no secrets to hide,
only sincerities from our heart’s.

©2019 |William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved | Creative Essence Creative Writing™ | The moral right of this author has been asserted | Year Posted 2002 | International ©2003

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

Inspiration of Love

Inspiration of Love

R.I.P. Shannon Darnell

In the moment that I saw you,
somehow my heart just knew.

That I would have some kind of life,
filled with loving you.

In the moment that you touched me,
as you pulled me to your side.

Your arm slipped down around my shoulder,
my heart no place to hide.

In the moment that I touched you,
I felt your heartbeat beneath my hand.

The look I saw there in your eyes,
spoke a language I did understand.

The moment that you held me,
is somehow frozen in time.

A place of sweet contentment,
engraved is this heart of mine.

In that moment when I felt your heart,
gently dancing with my soul.

The things that it did to me,
had me love you true to whole.

©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

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

Contentment

Contentment

Your embrace is filled
with sweetness.

Desires beneath they glow.

Delicious warm contentment,
the love that we both well know.

Your heartbeat feels like heaven,
a throbbing soft repose.

These feeling’s deep inside me,
continue’s everyday to grow.

Our souls unite in harmony,
our bodies joined as one.

The love I feel inside me,
is like holding heavens sun.

©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

Merry Christmas everyone and Happy New Year as well. 

May this season bring us all together to celebrate the birth of a King, a Saviour to life’s humanity, man. He paid our price for our sin’s, and I am ever so grateful He, Christ Jesus, was sent by the Holy Father. May peace be with you all, and may good health and prosperity may find you all! God Bless…. 

Often My Dreams

Often My Dreams

Dreaming,
her dreams.

Her dreaming,
her dreams.

Oh, but I wish she had,
dreamt of us.

My dreams,
are dreams of us.

I dream of the longing of
a lifetime, loving her.

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In The Faces Of

In The Faces Of

In the faces of love,

I have seen so little of life.

In the faces of love,

I have searched for expression,

have yet to come away with an answer.

And it seems I have been

turned away at last.

And the face of love

is long ago friend,

last seen too many.

Seasons hence,

but a sweet taste

of friendship lingers.

Like carved images of yesterday,

in the faces of the seasons of love.

©2019|William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved | Creative Essence Creative Writing™ | The moral right of the author has been asserted | Year Posted 2009

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

Me, A Servant

Me, A Servant

My what an honor today,

that I serve Jesus.

To take His loving hand,

please show me the way.

He opened my eyes,

allowed me to see.

He blew life in my lungs,

He brought me to breathe.

It was in nick of time,

I wouldn’t have it any other way.

You took me from that storm,

that thrashed me away.

You brought Peace in me now,

I’ll never live without.

Your my center of my world,

I’ll give it a shout..

I have more Love for You,

that one person can give.

My what a pleasure it is,

that You live within.

I was foolish in the first place,

not to be with You.

I love You more today Lord,

more than I did yesterday too.

©2019 | Creative Essence Creative Writing ™| William P Darnell Sr | All Rights Reserved |The moral right of the author has been asserted | Year Posted 2017

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

Ole’ Angel of Mine

​Ole’ Angel Of Mine


To my dear friend,

Robin Hookie

May you R.I.P



I asked God to send me a miracle,

I felt your presence.


I asked God to touch my heart,

you smiled.


I asked God to send me a friend,

I got an Angel.


When I thanked God for sending me a miracle,

I was overwhelmed by your presence.


When I thanked God that He had

touched my heart,

you came over and stood beside me. 


When I thanked God for sending me a friend, 

and an angel appeared.


You turned and looked at me,

smiled and said hello.


Thank you Angel for being there!!


©2018 | Creative Essence’s Creative Writing™| William P. Darnell Sr.| All Rights Reserved | The moral right of the author has been asserted | Year Posted 2001

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