Along the moonlit path she wandersAlone she has much time to ponderof faerie and of times past byWondering all the time why As she turns to the left hand pathThinking of home and a warm bathThere was a glimpse of something strangeUnexpected as she does range She comes upon the Elf so fairWho tells her…… Continue reading Quiet as the stars
Tag: Poetry
Sharp Winds
The hot winds hit like a mace Flesh withers before the blast Just a daily case The south winds blow too fast All to blame none to take Far away or close at hand Pretends to real but often fake False dreams made of shiny sand The storms they twist will they hold The slippery…… Continue reading Sharp Winds
Wind
The wild turning wind buffets my days I can still see them all in the dust and the haze Those who helped and those that held back It all seems a dream like a midsummer’s nap I travel the byways blinded by tears It’s the dust in my eyelids and all the fears For a…… Continue reading Wind
Rooted
Built of steel, built of stone Castle deep, floating home There to stay, there to roam A passing shadow glances Fastened to a steel bound chair She rules her world with fits and stares At the rosebuds in your hair And wonders where they came from Then she rises rod in hand Marches to an…… Continue reading Rooted
Corners
Heavy is the hand that holds The cool hard marble stone In its surface there is shows Each path traveled, battle won In her mien no joy is there For all the victories Just a quiet grim affair Between her and memory Once the halls thronged with those Who called this place their home Now…… Continue reading Corners
Empty
Quiet windows and closed doors Quiet stairways, empty floors Still the ghosts of past memories flow Empty cupboards remember when Darling child’s laughter’s spin Those days may never come ever again Cold outside the snowflakes fall Empty rooms and empty halls Lonely without heart and home so dear Still to find the new green grass…… Continue reading Empty
Still the ball rolls
It has no sides nor top It rolls but does not stop Till life and love is past Then we all take a glass To souls both young and old To the brilliant and the bold To the famed and the forlorn The ones held up to scorn Sad mockery is made Loved once and…… Continue reading Still the ball rolls
The wall still stands
By the door The wall stands Covered with the grit and soil of many a harsh day It holds back fear and joy alike, Coated in the dust of a thousand raging storms. The wall stands With the streaks of thousands of tears inspired by fears and loneliness. What will it take to bring down…… Continue reading The wall still stands
Bittersweet
A long draft of drink she took To slake a thirst gone on too long A journey far to lands so fair Her new home to gaze upon She thought of how the journey went Those left behind in towns they past Her own true lover false did prove Lost in the distance now at…… Continue reading Bittersweet
For my Lion
When I’m filled with doubt and fear, My loved ones gather far and near, A soft tune they start to sing, And in my ears it rings To me it makes a loving sound, It starts right there beside the ground, Rumbles through my weary feet, Legs and calfs all still lie neet Then rests…… Continue reading For my Lion
My Gifted Life 