not looking..."Quoth the raven "Nevermore" ( Edgar Allen Poe ) just here for the forums love the writing and poetry ones...great writers there... just gonna read for awhile... will think for a bit...seems to be a bad habit of mine.. thinking... totally confused.. but that's ok...will just stay confused..besides having fun writing on all poetry dot calm too...


Boots
sole bare holey wonders
trod within the world asunder
dry and creased tough laces torn
cobbler met and soles reborn
walking yet another mile
wearing but another smile
life inset fresh pavement met
down the road a glorious sunset
protection from the cold and stones
along the road of life I roam

Blessings
if I could give but one present
I'd wrap the sun in all its glory
tissue paper would be of love
and ribbon round held by a dove

Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow

Yesterday a Memory

a movie played at glance
set inside the wheel of life
looking to the past
silken webs of lace
falling out of place
held fast with a source
a aptitude of grace
people, places, nature
pictures on a path
sand turning back in time
through a hourglass
the memories yet still roam
far and wide our home
bound upon this earth
they flow within its girth

Today a Reality

whether stark cold and grey
or granted with a radiant day
a daily dose of real time
in which we work and play
of endless lines, dogma grind
fighting back the cue
family love the perfect glove
brings songs sweet and true
then at times silence passes
you stand and brace to last
into your ears its all you hear
those subtle shades of fear
then to curl up softly
lie upon your bed
and think until the next day
for what will lie ahead

Tomorrow an Adventure

every day stands to chance
upon it look in sheer reverence
touch a blessing, covet the sky
grasp the sun, feast your eyes
chase the stars, dance with mirth
plant your feet, walk the earth
create within a rightful thirst
so let it be that place to seek
by perchance one day we meet


Spirit Echos

How did I get from there to here?
Did I lose something along my way?
When so many days fell to tears
Why does my spirit tell me to stay?
Following this path leaving the past
Like a willow bending to the breeze
Some day’s I'm pushed to my knees
But I rise, the warm sun in my eyes
As my soul sings its lonesome song
Bound in love to my earthly ties
in heart beats echoing life
I remain forever strong