Remembrances

Poem....Remembrances

I tied a rope around yesterday
To hold back these speeding days
To delay that time ahead
When our hands no longer touch
When that smile no longer lights the day
I pull with all my might to avoid that silence
That steely silence sure to come
When walks are remembrances
And long shadows settle in

Evolution

Poem.....Evolution

And Life said
I want to be
And formed a Speck
Within the Sea

And then Life said
I'm not through
And split It's self
And then made two

And then Life said
I still need more
And split again
And then made four

And then Life said
I need to feel
And formed some cells
To know what's real

And then Life said
I need more than me
To become much more
Than just one can see

And then Life said
I must be free
And developed wings
To soar the sea

And then Life said
I must walk the land
And reach out
To Another's hand

And then Life said
Looking at a star
We must move on
To a journey far

Step Above

Poem...Step Above

A Goal to achieve
A Dream to believe
Emerging from the shadow
A path is displayed
Do I head that way?
Or soar to heights above
To view those obsticles
Not there by purpose
Nor there by design
But for lessons to learn
And joys of discovery felt
Moving to that Step Above

Painting Gray

Poem...Painting Gray

I walk on purple pastures
And float in deep blue skies
And lite on green leaves
With yellow butterflies

And when the evening comes
That reaches end of day
I choose the feather of a dove
To paint the blue sky gray

The Writer

Poem...The writer

A time will come
When future time
Is of little meaning
And the past comes flooding in
Filling those spaces of doubt and fear
Releasing predictions of consequence
But until that time comes
The sky is painted with clouds
Waves slide over white sandy shores
And you are here by my side
Writing those songs of love

Talked to a Leaf

Poem...Talked to a Leaf

Leaf floated past
Colour of Rust Red
Why leave your tree?
A question I said
I did my part bathing in Sun
Making air that you know
And now must move on
For a beautiful Fall show.
But aren't you sad
That your colour will fade?
It is a Journey to be loved
A performance to be made
Now I must move on
And you continue your walk
As we colour the ground
Thanks for the talk
But I must finish my flight
Before coming snows
Turn your walk white
And nip at your nose

Beauty

Poem....Beauty

There are days of bright blues
And there are days of darkened grays
Of streaks of white playing among trees
Of mottled Seagulls over rough seas
But whatever this day brings
And surely it will be
The beauty of it all
Is there for us to see.