Poetry
I love writing poems, it’s a bit of an escape, a little something that frees up my mind, so here are some of the ones I like best, each written in under fifteen minutes, to keep it fresh.
Any resemblance to any person; living, dead or unborn, is unavoidable.
Like stars on night’s veil:
Like the stars on night’s veil,
Beautiful as they are,
Would burn you if you weren’t,
Watching from afar,
So are memories of sounds,
Of windchimes that hang,
Where wind visits no more,
Buried, in tales of lore.
Death:
The death of a star,
One of billions,
In a Comatose Cosmos of light,
What would it matter,
To the universe,
For it’d be just as bright,
Just as bright,
As it was before,
Just as luminous,
If not more,
Millions die and,
Billions are born,
What would it matter,
,
If you were dead and gone,
Gone into the light,
With or without,
Putting up a fight,
What for,
Would you battle,
With the angels...