Ashes Rise

Ashes Rise

your ill intent to burn me down

harm me not

look

at the ashes rise

your harmful ways

bring upon my life

wiser ways,you may

hate my every being in your

twisted friendship

your laughter to bring me

to an end

this

is only the

beginning of

your end

dear friend!

By Beula Kapp 2016

Because Angels Are In White…

The poem is on Doctors who were heroes to us in the time of Covid-19

The Book is Being Written

How we observe and how we reflect.

The Dreary Faceless

The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.

The Model House

The facades of a perfect home.

The Woman Who

This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.