time continued
Endless years Measurred in time Seconds minutes Hours Milliseconds Endless time Never ending Never gaining Constant time Years go by Seconds hours days weeks months years gone With a blink of the eye A life time for me and you
The Gods
http://youtu.be/0pOI2YvVuuE
Transit lives
Insparation through the night
Echo of Heaven....
I was in dream last night feel like no one else could ever feel The stars were gazing my life and breezes dancing in the same rhyme, A grave Voice from the sky asked me to leave all behind but how can I crush my Fate when all my life runs in
gods chair
Sitting in gods chair Will he mind or make a fuss Will he throw a tantram And bounce on a cloud Jump up and down And below out loud How dare you sit in my seat Have to no respect I'll send you to the devil You wicked litlle man A
Dueling demons
A story I wrote turned to poem...
He who greets with fire
The castle knights had been absent for three months engaged in battle with the Manglelegion tribe on the southern side of Celtic Pass.. The small Celtic village comprised mostly of woman and children were nestled between two mountain ridges wh
Demons
If the demons of our dreams, Were not to us bound, What a nightmare then, Our world would be found. I looked deep into my soul, And what I found there brought tears, The demons had grown in number, And given life to all my fears. But, fea
That Little Piece Of Magic.
Magic lies in simplicity.
dream
dream
The Siren
A siren sat and eyes she cast With longing at the shore Such excitement there she would find All the world lay there to explore But unfortunately there was no hope For lacking she was feet So every day she’d sit there and pray For she would
''WITHIN A TRANCE''
Waking up from a dream and realizing these thoughts and feelings are'nt my own. Yet they are flowing through me. Without hesitation I caress my pen with paper and create what is now within a trance.
Beyond Tomorrow
Beneath the liquid sea of night I marvel at the stars like little diamonds in the dark the same where ere you are. The massive beauty pulls me in and lulls me like a wave pushing me past infinity and asks " are you so brave"? Come dance a
recycled flowers
Goddess drawn on paper angel of light in the darkest strangest place. A temporary spirit often confused with heavens race. Trapped in a picture a story of magic dreams and even gental grace. A recycled flower poisoned by lifes changing moments and ra
Icarus
circling nearer sun too high, too hot, too foolish embrace earth’s caress
We are all stardust
"It's not what you look at the matters, It's what you see" by Henry David Thoreau.
Simple math
I wrote this poem after reading we are all stardust and butterfly that lady jewel posted. I was talking to my sister yesterday about a dream that I had that when I was talking to my father about it he said my sister told him about a dream she had and it sounded like we both had the same or similar dream. We both told him about the dream separately without knowledge of the other having it. It was must have meant something because we both told him of the dream with in days of each other. This happened about a year ago. The dream was about collecting star dust from different stars. The poem that ladyjewel posted reminded me of that dream. I read the poem butterfly that she posted because some of my close friends used to tease me and call me mariposa and mariposita which they told me meant butterfly. I don't know why but those poems evoked profound feelings within me. I used to love writing poetry as a child so I started writing and the poem simple math is what came out.
Dreams
this for me is how it would be in my perfect dream, but to find this at any age is precious. have found parts that have been so beautiful. Any Man who discovers a womans mind and soul has been allowed to because she has given him her trust.
masquerade (soul goddess challenge)
Just thought this deserved another try.. I pray you like it.
My gift from S.G.
MMM the rest is for me to know, and Him xx thank you special lady:)
Do you know me(voice)
Dreams
The Gray People
O behave!
The dark room
A fantasy:)
The Shaman
I would like to be a Shaman To be able to confer with spirits Invisible in the exercise of intent Sacred objects painted faces Are only to impress They need it not It is all for show. To appear in two places Is the mark of a great Shaman
Dream Ship
I dream my ship lands on the lawn A door slides open I step inside Sit in the pilot chair Cap and helm in place In computer interface Take me to my beloved Manipulate time To be there for tea So ever again in fancy free Beyond time a
Last poem challenge
I sat in my wheelchair and rolled across my den to the high standing bookshelf.. Scattered throughout the shelf were dozens of verses written quickly on scraps of paper and used as bookmarks I began fishing out all the snippets of verses I'd pl
dawn of battle
felt like it
...Destination unknown......
Wish to just say. Thanks for advice hope to implement and show gratitude soon.
Floating The Estuary
This was a vivid dream that I had and I quickly wrote it down when I woke up... then composed into a poem
**Behind Blue Eyes
Through the time we spent as stoic figures, Resting on cement legs that restricted motion, And emotion a play of figures dancing in circles With shadows joining the dance, Monotony, Her fragile frailty, Outstretched arms to mobility, I
In My Dreams
wrote this as a duet of sorts
WIND OF DAY
OH HOW THE DAY GOES BY LIKE WIND THROUGH THE SUMMER SKY NEARING 30 YRS OF AGE THE END OF A CHAPTER THE BEGINNING OF A PAGE OH HOW THE DAYS GO BY LIKE A MOONLIT NIGHT ABOVE STREETLIGHTS WILL THE DAYS FOREVER LAST FIND THE ONE WITH THE HOUR GL
Reality Virtually
Observation and experience.
faustino rouge
:) inspired by a Spanish wine i used to buy years ago.
The Well
This is what happens when you think of your self to much.
world
well i just made it up i am still just learning
~Just Imagine~
walking imaginary thought of imaginary time in an imaginary place with an imaginary strut on an imaginary sidewalk seeing imaginary pigeons on an imaginary town clock with an imaginary bell dinging imaginary tones into the imaginary air over
Legend of the Unicorn
inspired by my good friend Andrew and his poem of the unicorn.
Mechanism
Green tile, red trim and oaken door Tired feet, I'll travel no more. The inn it calls my name this eve I'm to bed, the day to grieve. Another world of unicorns and castles, Errant knights and serfs and vassals. Not business plans or adjudicat
The Last Enchantment
World-weary, Eyes teary, The Wizard Casts the Last Enchantment. Merlin in his Final hour Coming down Now, from his Tower, making Passes with his Hands, magic Trailing, as he Stands, now, And the world Fades, he is Now but a Shad
Wristless
Just trying something new....it's ok if you don't like it. I would actually encourage you to tell me that you don't. I personally don't like it all put together, but in certain parts, I think I've got some gold :)