The Brink
Healing Properties Of A Clean Environment
Take a walk inside a park or
Jaunt a forgotten trail.
Close your eyes and listen.
Take a deep breath and exhale.
Sylvia Stults
About Sylvia Stults
Hello my name is Sylvia. I presently work in the healthcare field. I love to paint with oils and often wished I studied art as well. I love poetry of all kinds and someday hope to pick up on the different styles. I'm trying, but until I do...I'll follow the words of my mother, who passed when I was a young girl, "Just say what's on your heart." From my poetry you'll find many different topics, topics that matter to me and reflect who I really am. The above picture was taken by me...I love wildlife and the environment and hope my poetry hits home on keeping it safe. Enjoy.
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This is a wonderful poem. I had to read the other ones you've written, Ms. Sylvia, and they are all beautiful. I, too, enjoy walking in the woods and also really share your concern about the...
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Make Me A Garden
Living Without PrejudiceHelp me design my garden of life
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Full of iris, crocus, and lily
With daffodils that shine so bright
Like the sun of the greater deities. -
A Shadow From Before
Plea To Learn From Our PastStanding on the ocean shore
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Waves rushing through my toes
Images run across my mind
From the days of long ago -
Seagull's Cry
Poem About Marine Life ConservationWaves crashing high
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Against the ship's hull
The wind blows, a nouveau
Realization seeps in. -
Warned
Poem About Environmental PreservationThe sands of time have rendered fear
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Blue skies on high no longer clear
Stars were bright whence they came
Now dimmed, obscured, pollution's hazeFeatured Shared StoryEnvironmental pollution is a global issue, and hence it has entered into world of poetry. Poets have unique ability to express to communicate with their audience more effectively than anyone...
Poems by Sylvia Stults
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Abimbola T. Alabi, you are a wonderful poet. I have read your poetry, love the "work" poem, as well. I can tell you write from the heart and through experiences, which makes for the best poems. Keep writing, you are an artist with a pen.
I, who wrote this poem, wish to make a final note. After this event, I noticed I was having difficulty staying awake. I went in for a sleep study and found that I desated to 65%...quite frankly at the hospital if you reach 70's or sustained in the 80's, in oxygenation, there is a high probability you are going to be vented. Apnea-it made me think...was I breathing? How long did I stop breathing? All unanswered...