Category: Poem

A flock of sparrows

I saw a flock of sparrows

as they passed over my garden

they formed a shape an arrow

as if to point the way

bringing about a commotion

they traveled above

stirring up chaos

reminding the over birds

that we who journey in the skies

have but one purpose

for each and everyone of us

to follow them as they fly by

Mad Max: The Time Has Come

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

Rainy Days

rainy days

lead to contemplation

of past times

reminiscing distant dreams

of our lives

that have been spent

but renew again

we are sometimes left in wonder

of times long ago

which become our past

a score is settled

and those debts paid

and our dues

brought about a replacement

of what has been rendered

The Witcher

he embarks on an adventure

with a surprise, the price of coin

monsters to defeat 

the day of reckoning 

with Roach by his side

and the bard playing the lute

witches call him:

invading his dreams

of destiny foretold

and although it may seem

that their are few, who love him

a message is written here

right below his name

The Witcher