That Path Unknown

To be on that path,

The wind is howling,

Biting the flesh,

Like the hounds of hell,

The courage to face the fear,

To press forward through the storm,

On the path unknown,

Trusting in inner strength,

Strength to pass the test,

Until you find some shelter,

That is where to rest a burdened head,

To take some time,

Until the new dawn,

When the storm has gone,

With a new day born.....

Twisted Face

Rising Sun

To wake with the rising sun,

That guiding light,

A new morning has begun,

The warmth of the glow,

It warms a soul,

As one prepares for the show,

For the first act,

Is that first foot step,

Then the chapter grows,

For as an hour goes by,

A page is turned,

With the memories that are made,

For one has travelled on the path,

That leads us to midday,

As the story of the show,

Continues throughout the day,

Until the curtains are drawn,

Then in the dreams one rehearses the lines for the next day....

  

A Rainy Day

To walk on a path on a rainy day,

Path was still there after the storm had

passed this way,

It led to a rainbow,

Under the arch,

On the path,

Did not stray,

Now the sun is shining,

One is well on one's way......

Try To Feel

One tried to feel,

A heart was still,

The rhythm had slowed it's beat,

To feel it still,

It was unreal,

This was not meant to be,

For it felt as if life was on pause,

In conflict with time,

As the seconds fell through the hands,

Just like grains of sand.....

Contemplating one's fate,

On destiny's path one waits,

Until a sign is shown,

That direction is then known,

Feelings of Emotions

The feelings of emotions and the need to bleed,

The ink then flows freely to the page,

Scars were left from the trace of the flow,

For that was where the memories of love

departed on the last kiss that one had known.......

Woman Crying

Letters of Tears

From the tears that formed the letters,

Words of emotions,

That fell upon a page,

To tell of the heartache,

That love,

Now just memories to be read,

Songs are made,

From love and sorrow,

To give us hope and faith,

That leads to tomorrow,

But for now,

We must remain in the day,

This present moment,

As we go along on our way,

For that is life,

Experienced in an individual way,

With curve balls and lessons,

We get taught,

When we open that door,

To Open A Heart

Opening the heart,

Expressing those emotions,

Letting the words fly free,

Vulnerability is easy to see,

But being  honest to oneself,

Is the rarest from of belief,

Or imprisoned you will be,

For when the mind engages with time,

A heart yearns behind the bars,

That vision of love breaking free,

For sending a message to the intended,

Then what will be will be,

For they may hold the key...... 

Auld Lang Syne

As the fire works lit the sky last night,

The bells had struck the hour of midnight,

Auld Lang Syne,

Filled the air,

A wish was made from me to you,

That all your dreams will come true,

For love,

Joy and happiness will come to you,

As you go forward on a path,

The path you choose that is right for you,

Happy New Year to you all,

I say,

Hopefully peace will find away,

Hard it is for the past cannot be changed,

But in the present a truce could be maintained,

This could lead to better days......

Gracing The Day

The Sun graced the day,

It warmed the heart in a special way,

Brought a smile upon a face,

Very positive in so many way's,

For when happiness shows,

That person will glow,

It radiates from them to others,

As they go along their way,

For happiness is a present,

That special gift,

To be shared,

Without a care,

Where ever you are,

In the world.......

Deja Vu, There was Me, There Was You

It was deja vu,

There was me,

There was you,

We had been here before,

Meeting in our dreams,

You held me tight,

Through out the night,

Until the morning light,

Where we parted ways,

But our memory stays.....

Lone Swan

Parting In Kind

A fork in the road,

Parting in kind,

A separation,

Of a heart,

Of a mind,

For each is going in a different direction,

Outcome to be determined,

In time,

Life is a choice,

For the present is the gift,

For it is happiness,

That produces a smile....

A Delicate Heart

The heart a delicate thing,

Filled with emotion deep within.

Falls in love easily,

Breaks and bleeds endlessly,

Scars that are healed,

Tell the tale,

Of a life to one's dying day,

Funeral Horses

 

The Guardian

What is love?

Said the Guardian to the heart,

Arthur's Knight Tintagel

A Frame of Mind

I'm ok,

Was said,

With a smile upon a face,

Hiding the pain,

Within a frame,

That portrait that was portrayed,

Hiding behind the mask,

Identity disguised,

Saying what needs to be said,

In verse and rhyme,

On a path,

In present time,

The movement of hands,

The clock chimes,

Portrait Mask

Heartbeat

To Listen to the heartbeats,

An individual sound,

Combined as one,

Thunder in the clouds,

Heralds the down pour,

Of heavy rain coming down,

Like teardrops flowing,

Staining the ground,

Never forget the lessons of regret,

Have we not learned......

To Rise With The Break Of Dawn

To wake and rise with the break of dawn,

A new day born,

Yesterday gone,

Graced by the rays of the sun,

The morning has come,

Heading towards tomorrow,

The path has begun,

A New Path Starts With The First Step

A Morning Dew

Tear drops form a morning dew,

On the grass that one once knew,

Grass was greener from a view,

A bridge has gone from where one grew,

As time goes by the grass survived,

Looking greener now from the other side,

No way to cross,

That bridge is lost,

No way back for you, 

Misty Eyes

Misty eyes saw the horizon,

A line dividing the sky,

Drifting on water,

Directed by the wind,

Watching the clouds drift bye......

The Rose

To watch the petals,

Fall off a rose,

A dying flower by the hour,

That fragrance diminishes,

As time goes by,

But the memory of that rose will survive...... 

Words that are Wrote

Declined to speak the words that are wrote,

Ink staining a page as they are wrote,

Letters joined to form the words,

A letter you know that will be heard,

When a voice is to weak to speak,

That pen is mighty within that grip.......