Monthly Archives: October 2012


Where flowers grow and dew never goes cold,
Where rivers flow and we never grow old,
Where hearts show and intentions are never told,
Where things are slow, and forever unfolds.

Should love tear* it melts to hate,
A pile of tears on a Golden Slate,
Patches on tears, said too late
A heart on a tear, another’s Bait.

And we stare down on the Heavens,
Reflections cruel deception,
Eight’s bowing down to sixes and seven’s,
Kings and Queens at a slaves reception.

When Fate and will conspire to spill,
All we feel, our realities real
Like Mutton Veal, the truth unreeled
Into Fables and fodder for the rumor Mill.

Staring at nothings yesterday,
Seeing nothing but everything’s today,
Were I brave I’d ask you “Stay”….
Let me love you one more day!

*tear has been used as per its meaning(s) as a noun

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Posted by on October 15, 2012 in Creative thought


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At last I have found her, at last I am home
The calming whisper of the fir trees,
The ray of sunlight in my bedroom window,
The last mouthful of a fudge cake, I have found her.

The first smile from a child,
When Bob Marley sings,
The quiet moment before sleep,
A pat, a hug, a kiss goodnight.

Like dew on a Red Rose,
An adoring stare from one held dear,
To hear you say you thought of me,
Yet none equates to “I Love you too!”

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Posted by on October 10, 2012 in Creative thought




The sun to rule the day, the moon to shine by night
Yet still the moon not as bright,
 When her Earth dances and swirls aslight,
So we’re cast in the darkest of frights.

To Jupiter or Mars,
For Jupiter rules and Mars makes war,
But mightier than they is she whose she,
Venus of beauty, the goddess of Love.

And I as frail without your might,
When time deprives and space divides,
Should tempests hit and age deny,
I beg to stay and die beside.

Aires knows that cupid lies,
I Love you more than I love life,
Should chance provide what fate denies,
I’ll love you still past this my life.

And eons past in a moments cast,
Unknowns may ask who thou art,
In fear and woe and mighty fret,
So shall they know of my greatest yet.


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Posted by on October 9, 2012 in Creative thought


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