Eli Stovall

poem by Eli Stovall

In foreign lands where the idea of the prayer to one's religion becomes a foreign ideal Where gunshots become synonymous with the call to worship and can be heard within one's kitchen Ancient texts create tattered homes a... Read more

poem by Eli Stovall

Long ago and far away in the land of Flourdelee there lived a quiet and happy people just like you and me homes built of wood and thatch they felt the oceans spray running along the cliff sides face the children f... Read more

poem by Eli Stovall

A call rings through the morning air Flies swiftly through forest plumage River of sunlight Slips between branches Flight from post to post I see the eyes Reflected as mirror pools The endless blue The everlast... Read more

poem by Eli Stovall

As human beings Disagreements arise Where the submission of our opponent Is the ultimate prize The triumph over The one who is wrong The hall of victors Is where we belong But as battles go on And no victor is found It ap... Read more

poem by Eli Stovall

In the early morn padding down the pier Looking o’er familiar sands and wake On island pure and in mans heart held dear The view beheld in eye was one to take Rising was the sun on horizon vast With arrays of hue... Read more

lyrics by Eli Stovall

From mountains to valley From forest to sea I don't think a man could be happy as me Cause it is her that fills me with glee My sweet little girl from afar If it was her that was faraway lost I would go running no matter the... Read more