You could paint a sunset,
across a sky of blue.
You could scale the highest mountain,
or sail the roughest seas in a love boat built for two.
You could swim the deepest ocean;
run the longest mile,
paint with the colours of a rainbow,
across the saddest smile.
Because when you are in love,
you can do all these things and more.
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When the sun sets on a quiet bay,
When the moon rises,the waters turn to whiteunder the moonlight.Lovers stroll arm in armenjoying the enchantment that it bringsas love cascades on moonbeamsover every living thing.26 March 2008
The darkness holds many shadows
and every stranger must bewareof those that lurk in shadowswith no good will to explore.They stalk the innocentwhose hearts are warm and pureextending what seems a friendly lure.So stranger as you walk in peacebeware of where you treadas those who would do you harmlurk deep in the shadowsand crevices of your mind.The demons that lay…
How many times have you heard
this is not what I wanted.Ungrateful for what they received,it did not cost as much as they had expectedalways forgetting that each thingis given with love from the giver.It does not matter how much it cost or what size it is;just remember the love that it holdsfrom the one who gives it.Never be ungrateful for…
Tomorrow I will be leaving
I have asked you to come with meand I wonder will you be there.I am not sure,when I will be back this way again,so if it’s true that you love meyou will come when I go.I know there will be changes,as life never remains the same.Tomorrow I have to catch a trainwill you be therefor…
Laid on the bed for half an hour,
something I had never done before.Disorientated I stumbled aroundwondering where I was.Slowly I began to wonderwhat had come over me.Why would I sleep so long?This just was notthe person I really am.I sat and ponderedover what had happened.Lack of sleep due to heatsuddenly took hold of mewhen the coolness swept over me.It was the only…
Within the dark gloomy night
to guide us along the pathand lead us safely home.The ladies are simply calledFaith, Hope and Charity.Faithis our faith we holdas a bond so dearthat the good Lordwill guide us awayfrom the evil that we hear.Hopeis that new beginningthat rises with the morning sunthat our day will befilled with abundanceof joy, laughter and lovefrom dawn…
When you are unhappy,
there is a sad reflection there.
It goes without saying,
love brings out the best in us.
5 February 2008
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We stand near the edge
As all the faces, we have knownflicker by like a silent movie.In a few brief momentswe pass through all our right and wrongsand as quick as they camethey disappear and are goneleaving us to wonderat the life we have lead.Then we wake up from our dreamand find we are not dead.6 January 2009
There is a young woman,
if she lived closer,I could give her a big hug.We came across one another,not very long ago,since then she has touchedmy heart and soulwith her poems and prayers.She held out the hand of friendshipas I held mine out to her,we both accepted gratefully,and two distant lives were touchedfrom half way a world away.That bond of…
Behind every poem that I write,
for either my wife or my dear friends.They are always written,from where a poemshould be written from – the heart.They always say something kind,never accusations thrown about.Never any swear words,who needs them, where beauty is concerned.The poems are always special,every single one.They not be always go,but they are special.They mean something for me,and to the…
As our years get older
to peel away those yearsgoing back to the daysthat we most enjoyedback to where it was at.Where we used todance the night awayto our favouriteartist of the dayand each generationhave artists of their own.In the fifties, the Americanslead the way with rock and rolland Elvis was Kingfalling in his footstepsother greats followed behind.In the winter’s…
The summer leaves in autumn fall
A passing page on life’s stagesoon forgotten as the next season calls,a circling unforgiving tidethat carries with it our passing lives.Players are we upon the stageof life’s ever turning page.We live today and pray for tomorrowthat we may again grace the stageof its next passing page.And so life goes onfrom birth and beyondas players on…
The fingers of loneliness
making it feel isolatedwhen no one is around.We stand on pinnacles of our own desirethat are often consumed by fireleaving us scorched and lonely,too heated to be touched.We feel engulfed in sadness,our shouts cannot be heardand we wonder what we have saidwhen we have no angry words.Our hearts beat a distant beatthat echoes out to…
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But when unloved,
You just wither away,
Night never becoming day.
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Eyes that speak
Looks that melt inside of me,What you tell meWith your eyesAre the feelingsYou can’t hide,And those looks,They go beyondAnythingThat words can say,Only looks so full of Love,Can reach outAnd speak that way.Looks of Love,So priceless, sweet,Passions thatIn Heavens meet.
As in a prayer,
And Dare,Make you my Refuge, forever,As long as I live, as long as I breath,I promise to honor and love you,As if we had Always been together,Blending Soul and Spirit,In a Love that has no measureAs in a prayer,Always together.
The Few
For true Justice,Clear sight,ReallyHave it hard!BecauseThe dirty StaticOf PoliticsAnd vested interestsIs always thereFomenting FogMaking waves,For those who care.Pity,Since time immemorialThe same old storyGiving us no win,No love, no glory.
We live and learn
It seems, the same mistakesThe same bewilderment,The same bad things and crimesStill hellishly, crownedAnd still around.Since we lost Paradise,That old snake-vendorWith the sinful, temptingApplesIs still safe and sound,And always gaining ground.
Every tree grows differently,
Every person is a World,From the smallest to the tallest,Who are we to judge what others,Do or feel, as if absurd?Respect the Liberty,Of our individuality,That makes us be a Person,Not just a thing you see.
It was the Best Day,
From static forms and stylography,Forms that imprisoned, Creativity.At Last!Imagination and verse,Were totally Free,Becoming spacious,Flying toward Infinity,Ready to create with Words,The many colors of,Artistic Immortality.