December 31, 2015

The Eyes of Innocents

The Eyes of Innocents

The look in your eyes is distant -
a look that tells mankind to stay away,
so you may live in your own chosen space

The loneliness you feel while
traveling your road in search of
what you are searching for, lingers

Hearts long to capture your innocents,
too tuck you safely away from human
devilish hands that bring you harm

Strong and beautiful you stand your
ground protecting your birth given
right to survive, as your howl cries…

let me run wild, let me run free

- Rhoda Galgiani

December 22, 2015

Hidden Thoughts

Hidden thoughts tackle feelings
sealed eyes not seeing its task
angels protect the soul a
thoughts rush to come out 

- Rhoda Galgiani

December 18, 2015

Angel Hues

One is reminded as days pass by
of blessings that descend from the sky

Multiple colors from a solitary beam
catches your eye with its glorious gleam

Taking you within its massive glow
whispers to soften your saddened woe

As love sustains your starlit heart
guiding your life’s path from the start

Passionately, feel love for me and all
moments before you might take a fall

Into a rainbow created just for you
cradles your heart capturing angel hues -

in His world of love

- Rhoda Galgiani

December 16, 2015

Seeds of Life

Life wheel turns every second
memories of dreams where destiny roams
a small time on earth our seeds grow…spiritually

- Rhoda Galgiani

December 14, 2015

Merry Christmas from Rhoda...

Hero is He…

C hrist was born on this blessed day

H ero is He for showing us our way 

R everent are those who love Him so

 I rrevocable are smiles that glimmer like snow   

S ins are washed away in a gentle stream

T emptations are halted by the loveless it seems 

M asses gather displaying unified faith for they care

A ligned side by side they kneel in spiritual prayer

S inging their praises of love and glory that they share

L ife is forever for those who are faithful and receive

O fferings held high from those who don’t deceive

V isions of our heavenly Father triumphantly appear

E verlasting love reins, His promise to us forever held dear

Merry Christmas from,
Rhoda Galgiani

December 11, 2015

Merry Christmas from Gracie...

        Gracie's Favorite Spot - Mommy's Printer

 Mommy's Says Easy Gracie...Easy!!!

Dear Poetry Buddies:

When my Mom found me, I was three weeks old - that was in 2008! My Mother was a Feral Cat and had three of us Kittens, but she had no milk to feed us. There was my Sister, Brother and me. Someone found my Brother and Rhoda found me. My Mother and Sister were captured by the ASPCA and all I can do is pray for them.

If Rhoda hadn’t found me, I would have died. I have Asthma and she gives me my medicine every day if I have an attack. The very first attack I had I was seven months old and it was at night time. She and her neighbor rushed me to the emergency vet’s hospital about 20 minutes away. Well, to make a kitty story short, the Doc’s treated me and the bill was $672.00. My Mom whipped out her credit card and saved me. Her neighbors thought she was crazy for paying that much for a Feral Cat who was so young, like it wasn’t as if she had me for a long time. My Mom told them, ‘what did you want me to do, kill her?’ There is no way that my Mom would have let that happen to any animal. And so, she paid for my care on her credit card and was happy she had the card to save me.

So, here I am right this very minute on top of my Kitty Blankie on top of her printer as she is typing this for you all to read. When I was a tyke, she would put me up here to keep an eye on me and I love it. This is my special spot – and when Rhoda prints, I jiggle all over as the printer prints out! I am so blessed that I have a wonderful home here with Max and Mommy. And, you know what? If Mommy had to do it, all over again she would - because she loves me, she loves all animals and she had a heart of gold. Rhoda named me Gracie because I am Gray with four white tipped paws and a little white on my tummy and a white bib under my chin. I know you have seen my picture because she brags about me all the time. But most of all she named me Gracie because, I was saved by the Grace of God…

Love from,
Gracie Galgiani

PS: I am so happy my Mom Rhoda writes poetry, because she is pretty darn good at it!!! LOL

December 8, 2015

Music of the Mind


Silhouette captures
moonlight as she dances
Music stops, she wipes
sleep from her eyes
Realization, there
are no love notes
- Rhoda Galgiani

December 6, 2015

He Gave Me Wings

He said unto me - follow
For I shall lift your soul high
Your heart is full not - hollow
Fear not your lost soul shall fly

Hear my laws that lead you - home
Trust my word come close to Me
Your spirit sees lighted - dome
Glory shall be brought to thee

Flying with your angel - wings
To heaven where spirit lives
Fingers yearn to play harp - strings
A place where God loves and gives

Come! Feel His forgiving ways
See His light with golden rays!

- Rhoda Galgiani

December 3, 2015

Rejoicing Him

 The Rapture

He opened my eyes and then empty heart
Taking my hand and leading me to love
Dark soul become light like a piece of art
I shall never roam from my home above
He shows me how to be what I now am
Given directions I walked to the gate
I tell Him of my love I hold His hand
Saved my life before it was too late
I am blessed by the right choice
His love came gently my way
My heart sings to His voice
Joyous day
My dear Lord
Hear my voice
You’re adored
I shall rejoice
Forever in your embrace
I know I have found my sacred place

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 30, 2015

Unseen Presence

 Music lost
Silence touches flute
Sound within the mute
Nature waits - then came
Harmonious breath of sound
By untouched hands
- Rhoda Galgiani

November 28, 2015

Season's Style

Tree sways in Winter Breeze

Breath of winter breeze
commands a coming freeze
snow bows in winter white
hovers in heaven’s light -
ice crystals cling 

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 27, 2015

Nothing Single

Two look at the moon
Grasping the world together
In a moment of love
With his maiden fair
Joined today

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 22, 2015

Love Died Like Wilted Flower

Love lost in a moment’s breath
Confusion filled the moist air not expected
Mind becomes full, thoughts of death
Sparrow’s sighed while loving heart was rejected

Pain filled the lonesome late hour
Dark and gloom overtook the promise broken
Love died like wilted flower
Taken by one, the heart buries vows spoken

Alone, no sweet dreams of you
Midnight hour comes to one with heavy heart
Night drifts by, color deep blue
We two must forever step away and part

Time will heal a broken soul
As faith sustains one who can see their own light
Love will bring a brand new goal
Next time love comes to my heart it will be right

One learns from past mistakes and character flaws
Which is a good thing, don’t go back to what was

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 18, 2015


Suddenly -
a touch brought
the frown to a smile
without warning the
stranger turned it around -
epidemic now shall spread

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 15, 2015

Mother Nature Smiles

Ah, Mother Nature

Snow, she comes again
with a cold wind
wrapping a chill
around whatever, whoever
stands within her path

Flakes of crystal design
covers, hides, burying all is
her sole desire - she is a storm
created of fury that displays
a winter wonderland

Degrees over time drop as
snowflakes lay themselves down,
covers with a blanket of white
burying the existing floor
that is our earth’s foundation

Upon its pass, the glorious sun
speaks to us revealing to our
weakened weathered state,
she has come and gone again
for another day as -

Mother Nature smiles

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 12, 2015


Have you ever noticed how a feeling
can come to one through the innocents of
nature’s flight that can send you reeling?

Look homeward and see his smile as
his creations fly within a silent sound
telling us he is with us all the while

A simple message seen with our eyes
that calls to all who adore, he says,
I am watching over your silent cries...

Take a moment to inhale - me

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 10, 2015


 Night shadow
Draws picture
On silent
Flat wall
Muted art

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 8, 2015

I Trust...

~ We are the Children of the Lord ~

I trust in Him always
Never have I been scorn
For He shows me my path
Showing me truth and love
I am saved from my wrath

I trust in Him always
He makes sure I am safe
Protects my daily stride
Guides me on my journey
Whether narrow or wide

I trust in Him always
For His truth cares for me
He clears dark eyed vision
Counsels my every move
Make the right decision

I trust in Him always
I will follow Him home
For He is my true Lord
I never need to fear
With Him, my soul has soared

- Rhoda Galgiani

November 4, 2015

A Women Scorn ~ Sonnet

The heart has turned away hiding inside
Conceals the pure love that once did glow
Afraid to reveal pain the heart does show
Broken with slashes deep trying to hide
Body mends the mind closed the gap so wide
Love has taken the soul far below
Buries the guilt so his hand cannot sow
Heart crying deep tears as true love has died

Soul has learned not to trust anymore
Steals ones mind and thoughts not to restore
His lying lips she’s now a woman scorn
Emotions wasted on visions now torn
Walks alone to regain life as was born
Brings hope to a women who is lovelorn

- Rhoda Galgiani

Author's Note:
*As you read my work be assured my writing is fantasy!
I am a happy single camper, for sure!!!
A Sonnet consisting of an octave with the rhyme pattern abbaabba 
followed by six lines with a rhyme pattern of cdecde or cdcdcd.

November 2, 2015

Every Breath ~ Etheree Form

Breath of Heaven

Lead me
To this place
I became whole
Through Him I shall rise
He has shown me the way
I gave Him my loving heart
I receive favor through my soul
He has shown me how to love myself
I thank God with every breath that I take

- Rhoda Galgiani

Author's Note:
Etheree Form of Poetry - Created about twenty years ago by an Arkansas poet named Etheree Taylor Armstrong, this titled form, the Etheree, consists of ten lines of unmetered and unrhymed verse, the first line having one syllable, each succeeding line adding a syllable, with the total syllable count being fifty-five...rg