March 2024 – SAM TUMBLIN

Listen Now To Candle Lit by Sam Tumblin

WORLD’S INTERTWINED
WORLD’S INTERTWINED Looking at your beauty often blinds Voluptuous curves so well defined I’m so blessed our worlds have intertwined One union a bond that’s locked and enshrined Any other suitors heart will be maligned I’m so blessed our worlds have intertwined Looking at your beauty often blinds Voluptuous curves so well defined Glow This… Read more: WORLD’S INTERTWINED
Wonderland
Happy in life to the fullest in my wonderland Wonderland by Sam Tumblin
Womb We Were Weave
From the womb we were weaveIn darkness our souls did cleaveNew decayed webs we now createIn this world, we navigate Each thread a story to tellIn this life we dwellWe spin our tales with graceIn this chaotic place Through trials and tribulationsWe find our revelationsIn the tangled mess we findBeauty in the bind So let… Read more: Womb We Were Weave
Womb We Were Weave
Womb We Were Weave by Sam Tumblin
Winds Of Time
Ravages of time the wind only pays
WIND AND IT’S THRONE
WIND AND IT’S THRONE It’s cold and the wind is strong Dust flying claiming its throne The air shivers me deep in my bone Each body part beg to be alone I grip my winter coat a little tighter Needing the warmth and brighter The sun is out but its still cold The wind howls… Read more: WIND AND IT’S THRONE
WHY THE FOCUS ON A ROSE? | Spoken Word Poetry Performance
Why do we so often admire the rose? Its elegant petals, captivating fragrance, and timeless beauty draw us in. Yet beneath its charm lie thorns, reminding us that beauty is rarely without complexity. This reflective poem explores how we are attracted to outward appearances while often overlooking the deeper lessons hidden beneath the surface. Through… Read more: WHY THE FOCUS ON A ROSE? | Spoken Word Poetry Performance
WHY THE FOCUS ON A ROSE
Why the Focus on a Rose Why the focus on a rose?We gaze gently at her pose.Admiring petals, soft and bright,Unfolding beauty in the light. Her vines stand firm through wind and weather,Strength and grace entwined together.We bend to breathe her sweet perfume,And find ourselves consumed too soon. Her fragrance lingers in the air,A silent… Read more: WHY THE FOCUS ON A ROSE
WHISPERS SLIPPING AWAY
WHISPERS SLIPPING AWAY It’s all just whisphers slipping away If you say you love me but never say Maybe this a game you always play Kiss’em and love’em than go astray This is not how this suppose to be I want to hear your voice indefinitely You will always be mines for eternity Can’t you… Read more: WHISPERS SLIPPING AWAY
Whispers
WHISPERS colorless soothing lacecaressing my facedivine will never endwhispers of the windthank you my friendwhispers please don’t endcaressing my facecolorless soothing lace Picture credit PIXABABY Affiliate links are on post if clicked on I maybe compensated with a qualifying purchase.
WHERE THE STORM GOES SILENT
WHERE THE STORM GOES SILENT By Sam Tumblin There is a place where the thunder dies,where chaos holds its breathand silence looks you in the eyeslike something waiting for death. I have stood there before—between the breaking and the calm,with yesterday scattered across the floorand tomorrow hiding its face from dawn. The winds may tear… Read more: WHERE THE STORM GOES SILENT
Where Spring Once Bloomed
Autumn leaves prepare to fall where spring once bloomed.
Where Silence Belongs
Where Silence Belongs By Sam Tumblin the greatest love song is not always sung aloud sometimes it’s found in silence far away from every crowd sometimes being alone teaches the soul to grow strong through quiet nights and wandering thoughts you discover where you belong who cares if they condemn or fail to understand your… Read more: Where Silence Belongs
Where May Begins
A calming spring poem about new beginnings, gentle breezes, and the peaceful beauty found in the quiet moments of May.
Where Manifestation Begins
Where Manifestation Begins How do you say you manifest,If in your heart the vision you confess?Or do the two together blend,Until each helps the other mend?
Where Love Leaves Its Light
WHERE LOVE LEAVES ITS LIGHT We guard the ones we carrydeep within our hearts,sometimes becoming shelterwhen their world falls apart. We give without keeping count,we comfort without a claim,and sometimes what we sacrificeis simply love without a name. There is a quiet kind of beautyin knowing someone feels less alone,in giving warmth to another heartwhen… Read more: Where Love Leaves Its Light
Where I Call Home
Where I Call HomeBy Sam Tumblin What do I really call home,Endless paths beneath the dome.One stop here,Many pauses disappear. Faces faded like dying flame,Different towns but all the same.I carried sorrow carved in bone,A drifting soul forever lone. Then I learned through life’s cruel tome,The only place I truly call homeIs beside silence overgrown—Next… Read more: Where I Call Home
Where Every Tale Begins
Many are the tales we tell,Some rise from lives that fell.Others breathe their final breath,Carrying secrets beyond death. Some are woven from unknown details,Some drift like whispers through the veils.Whatever the web of life unveils,Every story leaves its trails. Some are truth, some are fables,Some are written on broken tables.Some hold secrets time conceals,Some reveal… Read more: Where Every Tale Begins
Where Autumn Hides
Autumn whispers where the quiet leaves fall,painting old memories across every wall.A golden breeze carries what words cannot say,while yesterday slowly drifts away. Some seasons arrive just to teach us to seethe beauty that lives in what used to be.A glance can awaken a moment once known,while a heart discovers it’s never alone. The trees… Read more: Where Autumn Hides
WHEN YOU SEE RED
WHEN YOU SEE RED What do you see when you see redUtter anger distress and dreadA heart that pounds a face that burnsA storm within that twists and churns A fiery spark a rising tideA battle fought but left insideYet when it fades so calm so clearWas all that rage worth holding near Next time… Read more: WHEN YOU SEE RED