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

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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


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

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

A Walk

A Walk
Come with me
let us take a walk.
With balmy breezes,
the boldly grounds.
My willow tree,
that shades it’s path..
Standing there,
stretching it’s branch..
Touch me where,
I ache the most.
Show’s the least,
love’s you the most.
Touch me there,
stay with me.
Share my twilight,
a memory.
A shine that
warns off the heat.
Turns to the dawn,
sweet memory…
Touch me there,
stay with me.
A sweet taste,
pure memory…
©2019 |William P. Darnell Sr. | All Rights Reserved | Creative Essence Creative Writing™ | The moral right of the author has been asserted | Year Posted 2016

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

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.”

Song of Your Soul

Song Of Your Soul

Sing the song of your soul,

let it soar on the wings of your spirit.

Live the tune of your love so loud,

all the world will take notice and hear it.

The gift of your very presence,

marks your place of worth as a person.

Rejoice and be forever grateful,

for the day of your journey.

On earth,

find youself.

Find your passion and decide,

who and what you want to become.

Create your life and move ahead.

You are not defined by where you

are from.

The race of human kind is yours.

Not the bounderies of any one nation.

Stand and shine in the light of who

you are, a beloved and glourious

creation.

©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

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

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