The Poem

With thoughts in mind,

To find the time,

In pen or ink,

Words captured in lines,

Rhyming metaphor of beautiful things,

Love, joy, pain and heartbreak,

Words to last an age,

A candle Burn's with delight,

Are these Words-worth reading in the dead of the night,

To be a Bard and recite the words of THE POEM....

Dreams

The fortune teller asked her,

What are you seeking my dear,

Answers she replied,

You cannot change the past go along on your path was the reply,

Take note of your dreams and manifest your life,

I am afraid and alone,

Have faith and hope and doors will open for you,

Shadow

His shadow hid in the darkness of the night,

Camouflaged out of sight,

Not to betray his ghostly form,

As he maneuvered to his delight,

A spirit trapped in time by the memories on his mind.... 

Dying Roses

The pain inside the chest,

The heart that cannot rest,

An aching desire,

A yearning fueled by desire,

A conflict between the mind and the heart,

The soul that takes control,

The body that walks away,

From the path of yesterday,

For hope and faith that fated destiny will show the way,

If its not meant to be,

Its not meant to be,

To come to terms with the pass,

With the memories that last,

Those broken words,

Broken dreams,

The dying roses,

Freedom and slavery combined in the present today...

POSEIDON

Tempest conjured, 

Storm growing to attack an enemy,

White horses raging,

To the boundaries crossed,

Waves crashing on the rocks,

A trident in hand,

Whales breaching in salute,

Poseidon God of the sea I am...

The Week Day Fool

The Fool, Jester of the pack,

If you love him he will love you back,

On a new journey on the paths of life,

New beginnings with hope and faith,

Open minded let the universe decide,

Not a care in the world with a curious mind...

11:11:11

The land fell silent on the 11th hour,

A day in the past,

Grey clouds gracefully passed overhead,

Lest we Forget the fallen ones,

On the 11th day,

A poppy displayed on a breast,

Standing in silence as the bells tolled,

With a stirring breeze to shake the soul,

Emotions shown,

A sound of a bugler,

The Last Post called,

Echoing over War Graves,

A memory to us all......