Mercy
To the broken Crumbling Battered and discarded show MERCY And find beauty In the souls Who once were forgotten
Tag: Positive Vibes
Could and Should
All worries Weigh you down As dead weight let them Fall to the ground; Place all troubles Under your feet And stomp to pieces With a breath of relief; Soon new thoughts Will begin to sprout And live as a canopy Shading self-doubt; A symbol of all That could (and should be) When nurtured with… Read More Could and Should
Mr. Stinky
Dear Mr. Stinky, Please go away You came without notice We never asked you to stay; Coming and going Just as you please With your tail in the air A smell left on the breeze; You dig out the dirt And squeeze under the door Into the crawlspace You freely explore; Leaving us guessing When… Read More Mr. Stinky
Journey
Some trips are planned and plotted With exact arrival and departure times But the best kind of adventure Has no customer boarding lines; The fun is in the journey Down an uncharted path Where how you got there’s a mystery As is, how and when you’ll get back
Lovely Things
Against a field of so much green She had no choice but to be seen; To spread her wings and flutter free Into the world where she will be; Recognized for her beauty And sensitivity; As a peacekeeper between The flowers and the bees; For when her work is done It’s back to where she… Read More Lovely Things
Fisherman
In the peace and quiet Where the tall pines grow There is a man Who stands alone; Casting his line Time after time Not in search of fish Just a way to unwind; As the water swirls Up to his waist With each cast His worries erase; Washed by the water He reels in a… Read More Fisherman
Flowers
Picked from the dirt Right where they grow Arranged in a vase On long stems for show; Petals plucked And counted one by one Blooms pressed between pages Or neatly hung; As keepsakes dried With memories, inside A flower left alone Will beautify outside; Decorating the land And pleasing the eye Scenting the air From… Read More Flowers
Face of Change
You may not be Just like the rest And that’s okay Just do your best To stay true to who You’re meant to be Because you may just be The difference in a society Full of similar wants And the same old things Be the face of change Amongst all the same
Signature
Fill your life with color That will seep into all your days Blending away the blues And smudging out the grays; Make your finished portrait A collection of each day Stretched across a canvas A scene, ready to display; As artwork, you’ve completed Through blood, sweat and tears Only truly finished When your signature appears
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Jessica M. Collette 
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