Who Am I?
In this town like a ghost he feels Nothing seems right nothing seems real But he saunters on like a … Continue reading Who Am I?
Tag: Philosophical Poetry
Through the Looking Glass
The day starts before the sun rises Getting ready for the long day ahead She showers still yawning Wishing she … Continue reading Through the Looking Glass
Now They Know
He’s out tonight with the group People he’s known for years They’ve all started as friends Some have joined as … Continue reading Now They Know
Written in the Stars
I heard your voice Whispered on a breeze Carried straight to my heart Settling on my soul Soft and seductive … Continue reading Written in the Stars
Messenger
She stares out into darkest night Listening to the stillness The tree’s skeletal frame Naked before her, standing guard A … Continue reading Messenger
Summer’s Death
Summer’s death in autumn’s embrace As Mother Nature cries tears of change Winters’ icy claws prepare to play Catching all … Continue reading Summer’s Death
Something in the Water
He’s no oil painting is Chris In a crowd you him would miss But his personality rings through And many … Continue reading Something in the Water
Oh For It To Be So
Oh for big skies and soaring mountains Stretching to the stars and beyond And for endless seas that whisper of … Continue reading Oh For It To Be So
Vultures Circling
Almost a decade ago she made a mistake One that bred many other heartache’s And now she sits in her … Continue reading Vultures Circling
The Storm
Deep in sleep, in dreams in what feels like an eternity Lost from reality from its troubles And then great … Continue reading The Storm
Caliburnus Rises 