Irrepressible Spirit by Beula Lewis

[tabby title="Poem"] Dancing, twirling, playing pretend, eyes see right through the mask in your hand. Is it fun rubbing sand?Kissing feet is for the weak! Now come on why silence the soul by placing it in a crate?Oh, what a...

When We Stand by Beula Lewis

[tabby title="Poem"] Enough with the silence!The time has come,now that it has been put on the tableyou reach for a broom? Oh, I see under the carpet it goeswhile pulling up your nose,pretending to be a rose. Respect is fading...

The Fire Inside by Beula Lewis

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Waves coming inpushing and pullingbiting your tongue,what's done, is doneno need to holdon to negativity,forgiveness is free. Use thefire burninginside asstepping stonesto grow. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] B. Lewis enjoys writing poems, being creative, and spending time in...

The Ripple Effect by Beula Lewis

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Stomping, growling,sowing seedsboasting about thy deeds! Forgotten about thethe ripple effectfor the boomerangwill come backand hang around thyown neck! [tabby title="Poet Bio"] The poet enjoys reading, writing, and creating digital art [tabbyending]