Deep Poetry – Song Of Solomon

When Insomnia calls

When night fallsAnd Insomnia callsMy eyes closeBut my mind flows.I stare into the darknessAnd think about this madnessIt’s going to be a long night son.Solomon.

Nature’s silent message.

Ridges of snow. White is beauty In an ugly world. -Solomon-

DEAD WRITERS AND POETS

Then I read a BIBLE

LOVE had to be crucified so we all could live.

Thorns to the neck, he bled

Carried our cross instead

Then nailed to it like a thief

A wild dog, A worthless being.

One by one the nails went deep

Deep in the hands and feet.

And LOVE looked us all in the eye

Forgave our sins, our dirty sins.

And breathed his last.

‘Moonlight’ The tall dark slender shadows The contrast between deep and shallow Chirping crickets, death’s silence Remind me that never shall I be in your presence Maybe in the afterlife…… ‘Starlight’ The tiny little silverlings that line the sky The breeze on clear nights, the air so dry The depth, the distance between IsContinue reading “LIGHTS”

Dancing with an angel

For karma holds has a different agenda.
One where we don’t write our story but only read it.
An agenda only the Force can change.

Falling Leaves Of Sadness

Leaves once green and succulent, Now dry and brown. One by one they fall, Only for the wind to carry round and round. And in the storm those leaves float Hoping to find self, hoping to find you. The joys that fill the cups of this world, Only empty the cup that is this heart.Continue reading “Falling Leaves Of Sadness”