Barbara K. Smith, Author at Ground Report

Love Doesn’t Waver

Apr 23, 2015 | Lifestyle, Love

Barbara’s Poetry From The Heart Corner Love ruptures in many directions, leaves a lover unsure about a relationship. Love comforts a hurting mate in times of sadness, illness, and suffering. Love tortures a soul and drains a mind prompts a heart to feel warm and cold. Love strums if it isn’t right instigate jealousy, turmoil, […]

Bashful One

Apr 23, 2015 | Lifestyle, Literature

Barbara’s Poetry From The Heart Corner The teacher stands towered over me her eyes search fearful ones. My body stiffens: scrunch down in the desk I’m worried will I pronounce my words correct? If I stutter or make a mistake children will poke fun. My hands tremble: rest my head on my chest pick my […]

Eternal Word

Apr 21, 2015 | Lifestyle, World

Barbara’s Poetry From The Heart Corner Human life…a ripe meadow its radiance as vibrant blossoms scattered along a summer’s countryside. The fertile wilts drops and dries out for the breath of the Lord blew upon them people are like the fields grassy shrivels and blooms fall but the Word of God will stand forever. Writer […]

Are You A Humble Person Or Do You Carry A Chip On Your Shoulder?

Apr 19, 2015 | Lifestyle, Religion

Are you a humble person or do you carry a chip on your shoulder and dare someone to knock it off? There are many people in today’s society who believe being humble is a form of weakness; and if they practice humility, it’s a form of not being a self-starter and they’re not concerned about […]

Who’s Afraid Of The Dark

Apr 18, 2015 | Lifestyle, Religion

Barbara’s Poetry From The Heart Corner I lay under an oak tree autumn leaves whizz by to flee a mockingbird perched on a branch chirps tunes…causes me to dance. I whirl; jump and boogie around use a clump of greenery as a crown. I swing left and then right… not realizing it is night. Who’s […]

I Must Face A Catch-22

Apr 17, 2015 | Lifestyle, Love

Barbara’s Poetry From The Heart Corner Ocean waves soak to a standstill residue leaves frown lines on the shoreline. We were to meet here today… I’ve become an outsider to him no contacts or love notes given my crimson shedding lost its color. It’s been three months since my last assurance. Breakers filter sand between […]