If I went there Where would I be? Would I be Here or there? One in the same No time domain Connected Everywhere.
Tag: poem
Her Path
She walks the path It is her own, No-one can follow there. The gate is wide To enter in The truth is waiting there. And once inside The music changes, All instruments tuned To play a new melody. A glorious sound Rising up For…
Sway.
Tall and strong and graceful, Whispering gently in the breeze, Nothing to be scared of, Not a person you should please, Tall and strong and grateful, Teach me your most inspiring ways, Send my roots down through the earth, And teach me how to sway.
Colours of Sunset
The colours of the sunset Yellow, pink And purple too, Spread across the horizon Like a blanket Thrown on water. Tuck her in. She sleeps now.
Dreamcatcher
A magic web Of threads and beads A crystal Centred there. Capture darkness Let through light Bad dreams Are held in there. Close your eyes Rest easy now Sweet dreams Are on their way.
Bells
Can you hear The bells ring? They call us in to dine. A feast of truth Awaits us, The knowledge of all time. Drink from the cup And pass it round Together we shall dine.
Summer Skin.
I can taste it, the seething heat of a summer afternoon. It wraps me up like a blanket, its warmth kissing my skin like a long lost lover. I’m pulled into a dreamy haze, every step taking more effort than the last, wading through a…
Mind Your Step.
One step two step three step four, I keep my eyes trained on the floor, How many steps to get me there? Do I have enough to spare? I jump from here out to the door, And try to save 3 steps or more, The people…
Specifically
You say you’re nothing special, But I reject that that is true, For if you want some solid proof, Than I can give you one or two. You can’t pronounce “specifically”, Without it getting slurred, But to this day it still remains, Your favourite slippery…
Knock.
Its rickety floors feel ten thousand years old, With rotted out door-frames all covered in mould, There’s weeds on the porch growing slowly inside, But I promise there’s no better place you can hide, Inside an old closet where clothes used to hang, You’re holding…