Lay Down, Sweet Death

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Lay down, sweet death, lay down.

Put away your decaying cowl

Set aside your rusted scythe

Pull away the whole world’s sight

of seeing you run each day

Taking souls along their way

Take some time, no need to rush,

But a vacation is a must

Let it be for just one day

That not a person passes away

And though we know you must return

Let that be when the world must burn

So lay down, sweet death

And let us all have one day of rest.


Lost in Love?

Love, a wonderful battlefield.
Worrying, wondering and wandering
Lost, in love and gone
Unsure, always under stress
Always waiting for an unsure end
Lost, in love
With someone who you can never tell
With a life that could be gone in instants
A wanderer walks this battlefield
Watching for the next attack, the next fight
Eventually, one day,
The battle will be over
Who won, who lost?
Neither, for we all die, lost in love.

100th Post Blues

100th post,
Freestyle, chilling
Cold sweat, fever
Fear of what is foretold

A land of dreams,
Turned, twisted,
Blues beyond the soul

Boxed up, drafted,
Re-routed until posted
Still unsure
Of where to go.

Wonder, wanderer,
Unattended flounderer,
Written oceans
Darkened by the unknown

Find light,
Go forth,
Conquer fear and fright
For beyond…

Is post 101.

Hurray. After three days of battling the 100th post blues, I finally decided to post it. This marks a new milestone so soon after my previous one (100 followers) as my 100th Post here on wordpress. Yay, milestones.

Have a great day

The Black Feather

A single feather falls

Black as night without a star

Fine, supple bristles

With little sign of wear

The feather comes down

Slowly, without effect from wind

Falling from somewhere high above

Purposeless now, without its friends

Simply falling for the sake of falling

But upon landing, it is gripped.

Given new purpose from a face of wonder

A body of youth

A child’s simple smile

Holding this beautiful feather

With the wonders of the world held within.

Like a Spanish Love Song

Like a spanish love song,

You walked into my life like a slow melody

And passed me by like a crack in the record.

Then you turned my way as I softly sipped away

And I barely caught your shifting smile behind my glass.

A smile turned into courage,

A dance on the floor, then two.

And as the last notes played,

Like the fading into night,

We disappeared into the depths,

Of yet another love song

One we wrote ourselves

With our dances the beat,

And our kisses the melody.