Nancy Ann Creed

  Photo by Tima Miroshnichenko on Pexels.com Your Prayer Is Bound By Love When darkness falls upon a soul you know, And misconduct is the seed that they sow, When actions pierce the better self you see, And they depart from how they ought to be, A higher call demands your swift response, Beyond the simple bitterness of offense. Specifically, when they project their strife, Inflicting turmoil on another life, When pain and discontent are thrust outside, And unkindness is the path where they ride— And when their negativity is aimed at you, The target of the anger they accrue— The time for action is not a fight, But deep engagement in the spirit's light. The clear command is given from above: You should pray. Your prayer is bound by love. This is a prayer with purpose dual-faced, For strength to face the hurt that is embraced. Pray earnestly to guard your inner soul, For wisdom, grace, and to achieve your goal: To stand against injustice, firm and true, Lest roots of bitterne...

Photo by Vladimir Fedotov on Unsplash  It was not a solo journey, It was meant for both of us to keep. A path shared, a mutual destiny, A bond where promises run deep. We walked side by side, our footprints one, A single narrative of hope begun. But the story broke, the path was closed, I stood on the chasm's crumbling brim, As a silhouette, slowly transposed Into the inevitable, growing dim. The 'we' became an 'I', a hollow sound, In this desolate, forsaken ground. Ashes and dust are all that stay Of the bright fire we held in trust, A barren landscape, grey today, Where life dissolved in the air's cruel gust. The physical presence is no more, Leaving the grit of loss upon the floor. Then voices come from the periphery, Offering platitudes in careful phrase. They say, "It is not personal, you see," A necessary turn in cosmic haze. A consequence, unavoidable and stark, A wheel that turns and leaves no malice mark. They speak these words, so cold and c...

  Photo by Hebert Santos on Pexels.com The Shattered Image The depth of my disappointment is immense, I truly thought you were a person of integrity, Whose every action would align, with no pretense, With the strong character you seemed to be. "I thought you were better" is too mild to say; I saw in you a loyalty I sought to find, A moral standard now just dust and clay, A shattered image of a perfect mind. The thing you did, or failed to do, you see, Was not a simple letdown; "it crushed me" whole. It was a devastating blow to my reality, A chasm swallowing my trusting soul. I had invested trust and boundless hope, An extraordinary quantity of "faith in you," To find it misplaced, I now must grope, A personal failure, though the fault is true. Our bond, which I so dearly held and prized, Was based on a belief in shared pure light. "I thought we were actually friends," I realized, Now every memory feels contaminated, blight. Each moment...

  Photo by  Annie Spratt  on  Unsplash A Silent Farewell I hide myself away, retreating from the world’s harsh light, To hide from those I fear, the shadows that invade the night. The whispers and the judging eyes, they pierce me to the core, So I draw the curtains closed, and lock the heavy door. I hide myself away, within this solitary keep, A silent farewell for now, while deeper secrets sleep. The silence of this self-made cell becomes a heavy shroud, I cried myself to sleep, a soundless weeping in the crowd. To hide and weep, my body shaking with the strain, To hide and weep, to wash away the bitter, throbbing pain. Each tear a wasted moment, falling in the deep, As promises I couldn’t keep haunt me while I sleep. A sharp regret now cuts the air: Why did I waste so much time? Consumed by baseless fear, an unforgivable, self-made crime. To fear what they say, the empty words that hold no weight, To let their careless judgments seal my solitary fate. I should have...

  Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com The Unbreakable Covenant We stand together, a multitude wide, Our inherent worth cannot be denied. We are the many, strong and profound, On worthy, undeniable ground. A powerful force, a presence complete, In every life's aspect, we cannot retreat. We are the bedrock, the muse, and the light, The mothers who nurture, the wives who unite. Companions and partners, the friends tried and true, The unwavering support, seeing the world through. Yet a flaw in our unity, a shadow we find, The support we give others, we leave behind. Hesitant to challenge, to push past the ease, To reach true potential that surely would please. And most painful of all, a failure to claim, The hard-won successes, and speak a sister's name. This must cease now, the passive days gone, We must seek out the moments, from dusk until dawn. To offer our praise, let our voices ring true, Each milestone a triumph, for me and for you. To consciously lift, giving momentum a...

Photo by  Greg Rakozy  on  Unsplash Sponges and the Soul Some people are like sponges. They soak up whatever is around them, And then pour it out on others. When they are with good people, They absorb your goodness, And then pour it out on others. When they are around toxic people, They become like them, And then pour it out on others. Don’t be a sponge. Know who you are. Beware of sponges and always be the good person So the sponges can soak up your goodness. More Works by Nancy Ann Creed https://books2read.com/u/m25Ygdv

The Fearless Flight Take the chance at greatness, a choice for all, Be willing to reach, to answer the call. See what reserves within your spirit lie, Of strength and grace beneath the open sky. Commit to the dream, take the fearless flight, Forward with conviction, leaving behind the night. Hesitation is the foe of every deed, By fearing failure, planting doubt's cold seed. You'll never know the heights you could attain, The monuments you'd build through sun and rain. The touch of courage, how it might inspire, A beacon lit by your own brave fire. Embrace the call: Take the chance once more, See what you can do without a shore. Take the challenge, soar upon the breeze, Let past regrets dissolve with newfound ease. Don't look behind; the future lies ahead, Just keep the onward path and be well-led. Belief and grit define the way we go, The goals you set, the success you will know. Though failure whispers—part of learning's art— Do not let that dark shad...