Tag: poetry

  • Life Education

    Life Education

    Through eyes of wonder The world walks by Growing ever wiser Innocence will die Every step is harder to take With every movement You make a mistake The sun shines again Over the bottomless seas Past the mountains And through the trees I sit on the porch As the light streams in Take a deep…

  • Nighttime musings

    Nighttime musings

    Another day of first and last Time to breathe has come and past An olive branch extended wide A soul that’s full of well earned pride A life that’s lived has been earned Lessons of life have now been learned Winter seems to never leave Two months too long for anyone to grieve As I…

  • The weaving

    The weaving

    Strands of happiness, Twisted grief Bunched up anger, loose relief The fabric of our stories knits us together, Filled with small stitches as strong as leather The material isn’t smooth, or even in colour But without variation Life would be much duller So just remember On days when you struggle every thread adds beauty Even…

  • Cabin fever

    Cabin fever

    I’m not quite sure when I started this blog. I remember it was March, but I don’t know if it was the beginning or the end. So, to ensure that I achieve my goal of one full year, I’ll go above and beyond by aiming for the end of the month. The thought of “what…

  • Beginning and End

    Beginning and End

    Reboot Restart Find the end Pull it apart A piece of thread Yarn unravel Worn away By years of travel Beginning and end The middles can’t meet Truth in the journey bittersweet Winter comes Summer goes Rain will fall, Cold wind blows The inevitable passes Days go by Thoughts run rampant Even life will die

  • Premonition

    Premonition

    Have you ever had a premonition? A feeling so powerful that you just knew If you turned the corner, opened your eyes standing there would be something you’d already seen, experienced, lived? Is it the dream that wakes the dreamer? Or a reality already lived? Does the soul remember everything it’s never seen Or forget…

  • Dreams

    Dreams

    Some days my imagination runs away with me. To places beyond the horizon, with skies of magenta and rose. The valley is deep with sweet bushes and fruit on every one, a vibrant basket of delight. The animals are wild, But approach at the sound my voice A warm blanket of feathers and fur The…

  • Rhinovirus

    Rhinovirus

    They come together On a whisper of air Bourne on a breeze, At first, just a pair Together they seek For life and prosperity Ever looking to add Life to their cellulairity A virus knows but one thing And that thing is to be To spread and invade From sea to shining sea They will…

  • Simple life

    Simple life

    Another day In another town Simple life Can’t get him down He walks around Assays the land Does his work With his own hand Smiles at the sun Across the field Waiting for The summer’s yeild A simple time And simple place Pride in a day’s work You can’t replace I look at my day…

  • Perpetual motion machine

    Perpetual motion machine

    Small children are perpetual motion machines Driven by the energy they suck out of their parents Their rambunctiousness Inversely proportionate To the state of their parent’s patience Fueled by mischief and sugar They run rampage in a constant stream of noise Sprinkling toys and destruction In their wake Small and mighty They rule the roost…