Shelley Williams : Writing

The Moving Storm

The Moving Storm

A Poem by Shelley Williams


I heard the wind in the trees today, the bushes move and the flowers sway. The beauty that the earth has shown is in the whispers of the wind's to..
Poisonous Words

Poisonous Words

A Poem by Shelley Williams


Poisonous Words Speaking words that are mean shows that evil has a tongue. Everywhere there is hatred it is passed on to the ..
Feather in the Breeze

Feather in the Breeze

A Poem by Shelley Williams


A feather flutters in the breeze, The song of birds fill nearby trees. Nature dances to its own tune. The feather in flight o..
Power Struggle

Power Struggle

A Poem by Shelley Williams


Matthew is a cute little boy at the young age of two, the boss of the family? It would appear to be true. Watch out for the tantrum bringing yo..
Here's Your Sign

Here's Your Sign

A Poem by Shelley Williams


I was busy packing boxes, loading the moving van out front. furniture was being moved while for other things I'd hunt. A neighbor came up to m..
When Life Becomes Art

When Life Becomes Art

A Poem by Shelley Williams


Hidden deep in darkness the feelings of my heart, love dies among the shadows lack of trust keeps us apart. Silent whispers f..