I hope you all had a lovely time ringing in the new year. Last year held many ups and downs for each of us and for our world as a whole. I thank each and every one of my wonderful readers for your love, support, and encouragement throughout the year. I hope and pray you will all be wonderfully blessed in 2017!
By Love To Read! on August 22, 2016
Lisa and Matt start to grow close, but Lisa has a crisis and pushes him away when she realizes he is training to be a Pastor. Lisa’s friend, Jenna, comes to visit and tries to help Lisa through her uncertainty. She is sure Lisa and Matt are destined to be together. She tries to convince Lisa that God has brought Matt into her life and he knows what she can and cannot handle.
Jenna and Paul in the meantime grow very close and Jenna is not sure how to deal with her feelings. Just as everything seems to be sorting itself out, Rhiann, the only one of the friends who is not a christian, comes to visit and in true Rhiann style, stirs everything up, causing pain and confusion at every oblivious turn…
This book is focused not only on romance, but on spiritual growth.
It is relatively fast paced and easy to read. All in all, it is a nice, feel good book to read.
Wrote this one today to honor my West Virginia family.
APPALACHIAN ADORATION 2/12/16
By Kimberly Westrope
Black hills glow golden in the sun;
Life flourishes in the face of adversity,
Building bonds that won’t bend nor break,
A faith that won’t falter when misfortune prevails.
The rigid backbones of these hills
Are strengthened with each burden born.
Songs erupt in the splendor of silence
With the dawn of each new morning.
These hills and hollows are as old as time,
Yet remain timeless in their beauty.
Hundreds of thousands of souls have lain
Their hands to this rich soil, toiled this land.
In sorrowful squalor, there is yet a vast fortune
To be held in the hearts of generations to come;
A claim to a heritage hard won and clung to
With severity and firm conviction.
You can leave the place,
But the place will never leave you;
The ghosts of yesteryear follow silently
Into the haunted hollows of tomorrow.
To celebrate Random Acts of Poetry Day, I am going to randomly post some of my poetry on market bulletin boards, on tables at coffee shops, on park benches, etc. Are you doing something fun and special for Random Acts of Poetry Day? If so, please share your ideas in remarks.
By Kimberly Westrope
A lot can happen in 27 seconds.
A slow tear starts
in the corner of my heart,
wordlessly ripping me apart.
A life wholly changed,
leaving me a little deranged.
I fall away frowning,
feeling as if I’m drowning,
a new life now crowning –
Me without you, evermore.
All about you that I once adored
takes 27 seconds to walk out the door.
YOU DON”T SAY
You don’t say the words I long to hear,
You never speak my name.
Sometimes you don’t even utter hello
When I pass you in the café.
What once was new and full of hope
Is lost in this symphony of silence
That echoes through the chasm
Stretched between us.
I can’t build a bridge on my own,
My words are too faulty a foundation,
And I don’t trust my voice
In its trembling.
If you find you can’t help me,
I understand; It’s a big task, and
We’re each made differently
(Though I suspect we’re more alike than not).
If you don’t mind, though, I think
I’ll keep you as my muse,
For neither you nor I can control
Where the heart wanders.
I will hold on to fond memories,
Full of smiles and blue eyes, and sighs,
Dreaming of all the words
That yet remain unspoken.
Everyone has been so wonderful in receiving my recent releases with such a lovely response. I am so appreciative and grateful for all the kind words and wonderful encouragement.
Just received another glowing five-star review for Dancung On Borders. If you are in to poetry,
you can check it out here.