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Sunday February 7, 2016

Poem/Artistic Stories

  • Writer's Block

    Thursday, December 13, 2012 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Father forgive me, for I know not what to write!
    All my anger can't be expressed!
    My issues are all coming home to roost for me!
    But my inhibitions lave me repressed!
    Thank Crunchie it's Friday!
    But it just isn't my day!
    I have gone insane over an 8 digit code!
    What the hell's wrong with me?
    I have lost my umph!
    My Lulu publication just didn't sell!
    I feel depressed and melancholic this Christmas...

    2 Recommendations

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  • Sweet Child of Mine

    Friday, May 3, 2013 | A Poem/Artistic story

    she's got a smile that it seems to me, reminds me of childhood memories, where everything was as fresh as a bright blue sky. now and then when I see her face, she takes me away to that special place, and if I stare too long I'll probably break down and cry.
    sweet child of mine, sweet love of mine.
    she's got eyes of the bluest skies and if they fall with rain, id hate to look into those eyes and s...

    1 Recommendation

    1 Comment

  • The Sidewalk of Life - Portia Nelson

    Wednesday, June 4, 2014 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Chapter One
    I walk down the street.
    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
    I fall in.
    I am lost .... I am helpless.
    It isn't my fault.
    It takes forever to find a way out. Chapter Two
    I walk down the street.
    There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
    I pretend that I don't see it.
    I fall in again.
    I can't believe I am in this same place.
    But, it isn't my fault.
    It still takes a long time to get out. Ch...

    1 Recommendation

    1 Comment

  • If a house could talk...

    Tuesday, December 30, 2014 | A Poem/Artistic story

    As I sit in the house where I grew up, I think about the first time I was here. 
    Maybe I was nine or 10.
    I looked around it and thought it to be a pretty good house. 
    When my parents and the Realtor were out of site, I climbed through the rectangular hole that allows you to peer through the kitchen into the den. It was my usual circus stunt, doing kid-stuff for no reason I guess. 
    ...

    1 Recommendation

    4 Comments

  • Have a Chelsea Morning Kind of Day

    Tuesday, February 24, 2015 | A Poem/Artistic story

     https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=50LAFfIcL1Q 
    <COPY PASTE ABOVE>
    I'm not a morning person. 
    Upon awakening I'm more like the old John Denver number, "Sometimes I Feel Like a Sad Song". Still, that doesn't keep me from imagining what a Chelsea morning must have been like. Or the feeling of that kind of day. 
    I recently rediscovered 70s legend Joni Mitchell. While surfin...

    1 Recommendation

    2 Comments

  • Can It Be Obtained?

    Thursday, April 9, 2015 | A Poem/Artistic story

    While every song on '12' is based on poems I wrote... this song is my favorite.  They're all my babies but this one is my favorite.  The singer has such a powerful voice and the saxs... oh man the sax!!!!

    1 Recommendation

    1 Comment

  • 30 Days of Gratitiude: Day 1: My Cat

    Sunday, April 12, 2015 | A Poem/Artistic story

    I think Snowball Lucy must have a sense of humor, a sly one at that. That little upturned smile that she makes when she rolls over on her back and looks at the world upside down seems like she is finding the humor in life. 
    I can learn much from her. She's unfazed by Ringo, the killer toy poodle she with whom she shares a home. He charges her daily and she forgives him constantly, offering u...

    1 Recommendation

    6 Comments

  • 30 Days of Gratitude - Day 2: My husband

    Monday, April 13, 2015 | A Poem/Artistic story

    Why am I grateful for my husband.
    It's a simple reason: he takes out the trash so I don't have to.
    It's the simplest things that make life enjoyable.
    He also tapes shows for me and downloads movies. He will go to bat for me when I run out of gas or have a flat. He rides to me rescue.
    He sometimes laughs at my jokes. He tells me like it is. He helps me with work sometimes (when I don't go overboar...

    1 Recommendation

    3 Comments

  • Today was cooler than yesterday and I didn't get out too much, but when I did, boy, was it nice:cloudless sky, sun overhead, and cool, pleasant breezes blowing my hair. I do miss living near the ocean. I've thought it every day of my life since I moved to Richmond.
    But, today, just today, there was not a single person I encountered who didn't smile and say hello and I forgot about being homesick ...

    1 Recommendation

    6 Comments

  • Missing

    Thursday, October 15, 2015 | A Poem/Artistic story

    How can i miss what i never had
    I can't
    All this reminiscing
    Makes me wonder why
    Nothing occurred in the past 30 years
    To amount to a hill of beans
    I chased a dream 
    Only to find
    I gave up a dream
    Never to be found
    Now if I can only get this to rhyme

    1 Recommendation

    2 Comments