Letting Go All rights reserved: copyright © Joni Zipp *** His arms outstretched like a branch on a tree Reaching for the sky the leaf,...

Give it wings, and it will fly... How True: When you want to fool the world, tell the truth. ~Otto von Bismarck The difference between ficti...

The Mirror of Me I look in the mirror who do I see? Is the Lord’s luminescence shining through me? I look through the window and all is clea...

Words of Wisdom: I write for the same reason I breathe - because if I didn't, I would die. ~Isaac Asimov The difference between persever...

Soul Storm All rights reserved: copyright © Joni Zipp Beyond the tempest storm I see a rainbow waiting there for me clouds they merge t...

Drums in the deep.... As many of you may or may not know, my fiancé Steven, has gone blind. It has only been four months since he’s been com...

To Seek is To Find *** This love is so deep; so overwhelming it sweeps me off of my feet and I’m transferred to a loftier place in time. It’...

"People want to know why I do this, why I write such gross stuff. I like to tell them I have the heart of a small boy ~~ and I keep it ...

Like waves meeting the shoreline writing comes in, washes over the granules, recedes, all the while leaving a treasure behind, a shell or lo...

A Double Rainbow! I’m often asked, “Where do you find the Inspiration to write?” Well honestly I can say, YOU! It is you who inspires me to ...

Grace *** Darkness seeps in like a creeping fog, drawing my energy to the pit it came from. Sweeping my essence off the floor tryi...

It is all very well, when the pen flows, but then there are the dark days when imagination deserts one, and it is an effort to put anything ...

Dissecting your writing? Are you the kind of writer who dissects every word? Do you find yourself not enjoying writing because of the nit-pi...

To love all is the end all... In a world of misconception a deceitful nation endures. To love all is the end all... It’s the end all of the ...

Publishing a volume of poetry today is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo. ~Don Marquis "Many pe...

Music Divine *** Divine is the dancing pirouette of sound. Bathing in the luminosity of space. A bastion of baubles blazing bo...

Alone In my ideal world I isolate myself from the society that has let me down. I run through the fields of golden streams. I play in the so...

But virtue, as it never will be moved, Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven, So lust, though to a radiant angel linked, Will sate i...

Temptations Garden *** Slithering along the garden path, evil lurks the ground. Hunting for the perfect host. the soul of woman found. Place...

Reflection *** I rest upon a sunset dream aglow in wondrous light. I sat upon a misty stream alone in somber night. I sang a song and it did...