the rain falls
pitter patter
on the tin roof
let them fall
the sound reminds me
of distant memories
the rain falls
pitter patter
on the tin roof
let them fall
the sound reminds me
of distant memories
Slowly being left behind
eroded in the sand
forgotten by time
like the fading Sun
the day has come
to leave these regrets
to the waiting darkness
there is a place
that remains grounded
to be reached
when it is found
in a distant land
remote island of time
were people celebrate life
as death is not the end
falling starlight, here
beneath a clear moon skyline.
nightly dreams take me,
to distant lands of longing
rest upon floating islands
face to face with oneself
you see only the manifestation
Peace in our times
means to covert War
battle fields are drawn
lessons of the past unlearned
the future is here
camouflage beginnings
a skirmish starts
war wages
battle games ensue
the pawns are sacrificed
stalemate
never ending battlefield
goodbye little friend
may the wings of angels
carry you to Heaven
the ground that you chased
leaves behind a mark
as green as the grass you ate
apples and carrots on a plate
a friend that you made
remembers you fondly
still searches for you
even though you are gone
spring is in the air
rain falls, then stops falling here.
toads mating outside
when one sees
to the ends of the earth
what encompasses
has it’s worth
bring forth a new beginning
write down the meaning found
let the old ways pass
to be distributed around
make way for them
for they have seen the light
to banish darkness
that comes at night
through all that has been discovered
what has been revealed
to dream of each other
the reality is sealed
tomb raider woman
adventure extraordinaire
archaeologist