I sleep alone still
waiting for dreams to catch me
soft pillow stuffing
I sleep alone still
waiting for dreams to catch me
soft pillow stuffing
the time has come
to search for the truth
in an unjust land
leaving behind only doubt
taking the essentials
preparing for the coming onslaught
peace shall be found
when war has been raged
and the landscape ravaged
those that resist enslaved
have now found their freedom
in the one chosen to liberate them
Generations in the making
well trodden are these ways
footprints in time leave a path
for the chosen few to follow
along the plain and streams
bridges across rivers
over hills and mountains
different cultures of people
all colours of the rainbow
the letter
to a lover
a note
left behind
something he will find
reminisce sweet perfume
a kiss or two
love is a notion
as deep as the ocean
let the rain fall on me
as I see my future
in a distant land
of neon lights
and concrete dreams
developing each moment
the fathomless beginning
a knowing purpose
transcendent being
sparrow fly away home
of all life’s desires
be the one
who holds dear
what life leaves behind for us
a shining star
in the vast cosmos
when all love is lost
be the spark
to reunite the two halves
bring back all light
banish the darkness
believe in oneself
a guiding force of nature
In front of me
was a leaf frog
Passing me by
a grey path
Crisscrossing pattern
green/brown
She smiled at me
I smiled at her
surrounding one another…
We all have something!
As each day passes
one wonders what possibilities await?
Decided.
In awe she shall be!
Life is made up of
cobble stones which break you;
don’t yield, for the stale bread
and mulled wine
is all that we have left to give.