An Interactive Focus Group for Writers
What happened to the dove? Where have the children gone? The ones who wore shells And sang of peace and love What became of the day? When sweet words rose By the sunlight in hearts And flowers on the way Now words seem uncaring And there’s nowhere to turn Like the earth only frowns And… Continue reading Flowers and Shells . . . by Karl Sandstrom
In high heel boots so sweet Tempting and sashaying Spinning and whirling She stays on top of the beat She’s a line dancer A countrywoman in style So classy some wild A star and full moon child And when she looks away Her eyes turn back to say Do you wish to follow me? And… Continue reading Line Dancer . . . by Karl Sandstrom
I read your card today It was lovely and handmade With thoughts so clear In words to play and hear And as my heart turned I tried to write a reply Yet thoughts were lost With no wings to fly Is there a way so true? To tell you how I care Is there a… Continue reading A Gift . . . by Karl Sandstrom
Tiger A pretty song always sings Of stars and moonlight With words of my true love And why it feels so right She was called Tiger Sweet Tiger sweet Baby So charming her power And so loving a lady Eyes holding the starlight A kitten pursuing yarn With a grr and a purr Endless playing… Continue reading Tiger . . . by Karl Sandstrom
The fog rolls in and over What was once believed? The birds rise to fly Taking broken wings to flee And the waves roll over Every castle designed And a sand heart crumbles Fleeting words left behind Cannons sound and fire And a spirit horse is taken And fights to be free Taking pride into… Continue reading Honesty . . . by Karl Sandstrom