Near

Near




How glad I am, 

to feel you near.


To have you as a friend,  

of common interest in mind.


To open up my heart to uncertainty,

 not too afraid for someone to see,

or too displeased to care. 


But one who peers with interest, 

rapt into the center of my soul. 


How pleasant here to feel your voice

role over me like the sea.


Light and fresh,

as a summer eve.


Whose thoughts draw

my anxious mind,

as a rainbow in the sky. 


Oh the joy earned,

to gaze into a mind so pure.


A model of the ways, 

next to me as in life. 


Or just to rest in silence, 

savoring the tender tie. 


Oh to sit so close to a friend,

who knows all my faults.


And chooses still my side,

as a  true friend that listens

with their heart.


Now to share that clean

unselfish flame,

of nearer inner bonds.


The soft aura rapt,

watching the evening’s sun. 





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


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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


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

Sun Set

Sun Set

Come sit with me,
and watch the sun set.
Spend with me,
the last moments of life
this day.
There is a tear,
on the cheek of the horizon.
Life has gotten away,
again.
I have lost something beautiful,
something God-given…..
And yet, there is a voice I hear,
saying, tomorrow… tomorrow…

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

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

Me, Ole Friend

Me, Ole Friend

Sit down and rest my ole friend,
take a seat and find yourself.

Find yourself from,
the days journeys end!

You seem to have lost yourself,
somewhere along the way.

You look grawn and weary.

Trying to be somebody,
I wasn’t meant to be!

For other’s expectations,
for other’s eyes to see.

It’s in their hearts,
take a look,
can’t you see?

I can see you in there,
relax and breathe..

– Slow down –

– Look around –
what do you see?

Searching for who,
you’ve always to be?

-Me, an ole friend –

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

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

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

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