by Janet Fichter | Poetry
Photo by Ranier Rideo on Unsplash Have You known all along how feeble I am? How timid my strength, my resilience so frail? Did you know that the tests of my proud, selfish heart would serve just to prove how often I fail? How I want just to earn a small part of...
by Janet Fichter | Poetry
Oh waking morning glory arrayed in colors bright, Like me, a weed of tangled path just searching for the light. Your opening eyes of color are looking for the sun. Once light is found, your colors round can rest, the search is done. Persistent in your...
by Janet Fichter | Poetry
Looking in the mirror,Staring myself down…Hurling condemnation,Beaten up with accusationI’m a fool and I am weakLooks like there’s no hope for meThe face I’m seeing eye to eyeMakes me cringe and want to hideThis mirror’s not a friend to me. Looking in the...
by Janet Fichter | Poetry
Photo by Matt Hardy on Unsplash Every fountain of delight springs up from your life within me! — Psalm 87:7 This place where yearning faces fear,Vulnerability asks for a full embrace,Inclinations stripped and thoughts laid bare,And every hesitation gone.Can I let go...