Someday
The night was ready before the daylight another darkness hung on the gray sky, ready to fall And all of this beauty, all those blessings of life amazed me, leave me behind with all its mysteries I tried to get up, run away through the wheel of ho
Tightrope
Nuff said
Last Breath
Maybe melancholic, but a great friend told me that they saw it as live life for what it is today!!.
Voices In My Head
What can I say that the voices in my head would all agree on :-)
color thoughts
This poem was written by my 8 year old granddaughter, Kaitlyn. as I see colors, I think of you you are my darling, my rose of joy my angel sent down from heaven each glance of your beautiful face makes a rainbow appear somebody may say that yo
Tired
Sometimes I just want a nice neat world. No fuss no muss.
Two Women
Dedicated to Jacqueline Du Pre ,and Jacqueline my friend
myth of innocence
It seems like we've grown jaded. That the past was more better, more nicer, more innocent, than things seem today with all the hungry, and the homeless the jobless, the angry, the hopeless. But it is the myth of the now. Our mothers, grandfa
TEARS
Written on a down day!
Past and Future
Just thoughts
NOTHING BEATS...
In memory of the true love of my life Tthat's yet to manifest!
night lines
dissonance without purpose is noise and understanding chords harmony the essence and attributes of God are adjectives and adverbs pressing my thoughts, breezing, air like across vacuums and miles and epochs back to when we heard the sound
love in the countryside
here we are...once again beside the fire bitter wind whistling from outside through the eaves an acoustic tune piping low envelops gently cradling us in our rockers sway snug in our old jeans and flannel shirts I tamp my pipe as you border a bl
The Trail
Some memories last a life time.
My Life As Two Dogs
Last summer, while out with my Dogs, I watched them play in the bog. It was such an entertaining sight to see them frolicking among the heather and wild flora, without a care in the world. So this "song" came to me like a bolt from the blue! I ran home as fast as I could. Well you don't allways have a pen and paper handy.....Do You?
just one more thing
oh...and one more thing...
I AM BECAUSE YOU ARE!
Nostalgic
CROSSROADS
CROSSROADS I met up with crossroads back when, I must have been about nine or ten. We saw these signs along the side Of a dusty road on a weekend ride. We’d often drive to places unknown, Down any road that would lead from home. These untra
Drinking you in...
Damn good bottle of wine...
Just Something!
Something thats constant, that doesn't flicker or sway, That keeps its own balance in a masterful way, That holds to the truth and the way it should be, not youth, but the vision to see, Something thats stable to anchor us to, To keep us
Chain Reaction
On obtaining refugee status in England in 1978 to evade conscription into the South African army.
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northerly direction
deep as a dry well
Beginning
The silence is thickening in and about me. The need to be wandering out in the land envelopes me. Reaching the door in what can only be described as staccato steps. I linger and look back. No reason to stay. Close the door and inhale the air
Returning to Me
The clock on the wall is ticking. And I am not where I am suppose to be. But I feel as if I am where I should be. I know others worry about me. For that I am truly sorry. I have been there for many. Now I need to be here for me. They see a
Last Poem (Two versions)
The understanding of mortality, I sent versions to friends who came back with their favourite version, yes and they differed. personally I dont know which i prefer??.
Big Red Monster
Bah hum bug.
ghosts
There's a tombstone in a open field, Close by an old ghost town. The epitaph's been weather- blown away. There's a bell tower where petitions peeled, Its been half torn down. But it must of softened every soul that came to pray. There's a s
No, I'm not Byron
Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov
The Hall
I walked thru the empty halls. Where memories echoed off the walls. I found it hard to breathe, as emotion swept thru me. My vision blurred from so many thoughts. Like the fly in a spider web, that was caught. Memories all so very clear. A
Your Birthday
A lost love, written a few years ago, but still in my thoughts
Sometimes
Sometimes I sit and wonder about things that some may never think. Like where does the water go when it goes down the sink. I now know. It seems wondering helps one to grow. Sometimes I sit and day dream. About things that may never be. Picnic
My Thoughts
The quiet of the evening was settling. In the distance I could hear a radio playing an old song. It was the time of day when parents were readying children to bed. My thoughts seemed to suffocate me. Everything seemed so right, but for me so
It's raining and.....
It's raining and I sit In my bed,listening a Slow romantic song, And I remeber by your Beautiful eyes looking To me and telling me my love. It raining and I sit in my bed, Remebering by first kiss in the rain. It was raining outside ,a summe
Make me do anything you want
It touched my heart when I was a child It touches me now as an adult A beautiful song If you get a chance listen to it love always
down on the corner
growing up during the vietnam war it was the best of times it was the worst of times life goes on they put a man on the moon and they kept positive also
My Life
Sometimes I hear a song playing on the radio it takes me back to a time of yesteryear. When I had the whole world ahead of me. And plans as big as the sea. I thought all those plans were going to be wrote in stone. Little did I know what life had
Seeing beyound by beauty...
Seeing beyound by beauty Means you are not artificial And you look the love You lookthe power of mind, And that soul whom will Be forever near you and Especially in those sad Times,when u need understanding. Is not enoughjust beauty If you d
The Dance
Everytime I feel the wooden beam beneath my feet when I first get up on it, it takes my breath away that I can still do that? The control and the freedom of being there such a high.
Your Touch
I watched you fall from the heavens. Glistening in the sunshine. You made me feel so alive inside. The coolness of your caress upon my skin. You brought back so many memories. New and old. Your touch felt like many sweet kisses upon my body.
Today
There was a time I lived for tomorrow not for today. In a rush to fulfill my dreams. Letting nothing stand in the way. Reaching high I didn't mind felt the world was there for me. Then I reached a time of living life in yesterday. Today was to p