Author Archives: Roy W. Backes

Keeping the Dreams Alive (Guardian Angel series) In the dark of a filthy basement Surrounded by the odor of waste and ruin Sits an angel. Its wing placed under the body Of a sleeping child, Protecting it from the cold of the concrete floor. The angel softly strokes the back Of the starving, abused childContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 84 – Keeping the Dreams Alive”

Secrets We all love a secret. We love to tell secrets. We love to hear secrets. We all want to know secrets. However, We all spend our lives avoiding the big secret. We don’t want to know that secret. We don’t want to hear that secret. We don’t want to learn that secret. Because weContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 83 – Secrets”

8.5” x 11” In the grand scheme of things 8.5 inches by 11 inches Isn’t a very large area. But oh, how large it looms When it is just sitting there, All blank All white Just waiting to be filled. Roy W. Backes © 2016

The Saddest Thing We had a good time together, You and I, While it lasted. But it ended many years ago When you packed up and Left me behind. It’s been years now Since we’ve seen each other. Until today. Today I saw you on the beach, Looking trim and tanned. I was happy toContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 81 – The Saddest Thing”

Black Tears I’m not sure if I even have The right to comment on this. But, my heart breaks each And every time another black Person is killed by violence. My heart breaks when I watch Yet another black family shed Black tears at another needless funeral. After the last killing I found myself inContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 80 – Black Tears”

Serenading the Setting Sun Gray sky. It’s been a dreary day Here by the sea. As I walk along the marina, From out over the water I hear the sound of a violin. I look out over the water And see a man, of average build and girth, Standing on the roof of his boatContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 79 – Serenading the Setting Sun”

One Love She had plenty of lovers But only a few true loves. Some loves she walked away from, Other loves walked away from her. She had plenty of lovers But only a few true loves. Some of these loves she now wishes She had back. Some of these loves she now wishes She hadContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 78 – One Love”

The Confessional Stood in a church today And stared at the confessional. That small booth for Catholic sinners. That small booth where you kneel And wait for the small door to slide open So you can say, “Forgive me Father, For I have sinned”’ That small booth where you Can tell all or tell aContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 77 – The Confessional”

My Night Light Glows My night light glows Holding the darkness at bay, While I lay warm and comfy Under my quilt (That grandma made). I wait for my dreams to come And take me off To worlds far and wide. Worlds known only to me And the inside of my eyes. Roy W. BackesContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 76 – My Night Light Glows”

Banging on My Door Bang. Bang. Bang. I hear you banging on my door. My door that is strong and solid. My door that is closed to your beat. Bang. Bang. Bang. I feel you banging on my door. My door that will never open To your heart ever again. Bang. Bang. Bang. I seeContinue reading “Words of Art – Day 75 – Banging on My Door”