where what lie beyond
is fill with magic and adventure.
We enter in our daydreams
to dispel the boredom that my surround us.
We pass through the doorway
that opens our imagination.
Were we can be anything we like
whether it be large or small.
We visit the magic isle that stretches
as far as our imagination wants to see.
We can travel to different worlds
within the blink of an eye
whenever we open
that magic door to our imagination.
31 August 2011
but all they could see,was me popping in and out,like a jack-in-the-box.One minute I was there,the next I was gone.Like the magician’s magic,of now you see me,now you don’t.Have you ever tried,to hold a conversation?Ooops I’ve popped out and in again.My eyes are going perpendicular,watching myself disappear,and moments later reappear,with a message hanging in midair.The…
We look around at ourselvesrarely we like what we see.Our appearance looks grotesque.Let us change it for another.New clothes with the latest fashion,no, they don’t do the trick.We need to change our features;plastic surgery may be the key,hoping to look betterin everyone’s eyes.However, it does not matterhow we dress or look like.We don’t need plastic…
lost highway to nowhere?Their dreams have been brokenand their faith has been lost.A bottle seems the only answerto drive the world away.They immerse themselves deeplyto forget who they areand start travelling downthat lonely lost highway.How many good peoplehave you seen fall this way,letting go of their dignityto travel down with othersalong that lonely lost highway.
Sometimes it is takensometimes it is not.The ones that refuse never knowwhat they might miss.If that outstretched hand,may have belonged to an Angel waiting there.Someone who would have helpedunburden some of their load.So the next time someone puts out a hand of friendship,grasp it readily.For you will never know if the stranger is really an…
the angel stood observingsilently waiting to help anyonewhose despair was tearingat their lonely soul.A guardian angelstanding in the shadows of the sun.14 June 2009Author’s Note:This poem was inspired by a painting by my very dear friend Melvina Germain.
The gloom drops your soul a peg or twoand the gold rises you up with energies renewed.A heart filled with gloomsaddens the fiery spirit,now the heart filled with goldmakes the world shine bright.Every life is tinged with both,only if gloom takes holdyou will see nothingnesswithin the confines of your world.If the gold takes the upper…
