Author Archives: evamariecagley
Im still smiling!
All in Gods Time There is a time to live and a time to dieI’m with the living nowBut I was dead I cannot denyWallowing in my own pityHaving a party by myselfPutting all of you up on a shelf.Tears have been aplenty,And many questions whyDo I just give up and in?Do I lay downContinue reading “Im still smiling!”
Childhood Memories
Spillwords.com presents: Childhood Memories, a poem by Eva Marie Cagley, born and raised in Waterloo Iowa, where she spent most of her … Source: Childhood Memories
Porch of Dreams
Whereever you go my love I shall be there waiting for you With arms open and warm Like the summmer sun. I shall be the glow That is upon your skin Warm and inviting I will take you in my love. Exalted to the heights Of our combined essence That forms us into one enity!Continue reading “Porch of Dreams”
Women’s History Month
In 1980 President Jimmy Carter declared the week of March 8th as National Women’s History week. The National Women’s Project. was Founded in 1985 by Molly Murphy MacGregor and Mary Ruthsdotter. Maria Cuevas, Paula Hammett, and Bette Morga! In March of 1987 congress officially declared March as Women’s National History Month… Thus, changing it fromContinue reading “Women’s History Month“
I AM A TEAPOT
I Sit in my aging indigo tea pot Brewing dry crackling with time Scorched by years of trials Body scars or land mind… Keeping my heart young Yet not an easy task Flowering memories kept In the metal of my flask. My spout a bit rusted From use throughout one’s life My handle old andContinue reading “I AM A TEAPOT”
The Poet
THE POET I am but an open journalStill waiting for a discovery,Empty pages within to drift.Desiring to feel your warmth uponThe black leather that binds me.The soft caress of the wisdomOf velvety words for kissing.Left drifting in the breezeA melody without notes.For my love affair with wordsThat dance through futuristicPages of time. I am theContinue reading “The Poet”
Fear not The Unknown it Is But Part of The Writing Journey
Poetry and Emotions: By Eva Marie A Cagley I have often written my best poetry when I am experiencing emotions, whether it be happy, sad, angry, elated or just plain love struck. That’s when my best poetry is born. My muse is running in top gear and the words just pour out like raindrops. ToContinue reading “Fear not The Unknown it Is But Part of The Writing Journey”
She Is
But a phantom of imagination Dancing on a downy breath of a kiss Searching for her lost soul In the midnight moist mist. Deep with in the tangled jungle of her mind Looking for a story to rhyme She is out to spend a dime And get hooked in the story line. She is butContinue reading “She Is”
Exposed
Spillwords.com presents: Exposed, poetry by Eva Marie Cagley, born and raised in Waterloo Iowa, where she spent most of her time working … Source: Exposed