‘Tis the snow that haunts me from that day,
to see many footprints on their way
“Where do they lead” ‘twas my thought
before I knew it I was caught
trailing them here ‘n there,
through the trees without care,
needing to see where they led
oh dear reader,
I should have fled.
On I went totally blind
to any thought but what I’d find.
’Til finally there they stood, huge carvings
in living wood. Tree trunk bare, branches locked,
I wandered round, totally shocked. Such effigies never
seen before, they thrilled my mind ‘n much more.
Unknowing a figure lurking near,
all clad in black, cloaked by fear,
ensorcelled me where I stood…
A frozen figure, ‘twould do no good
to warn you, for naught could be done,
as we who stand here are gone.
‘Tis so lonely inside this place,
staring out of my carved
Posted in Fantasy, Fear, Imagination, Magic, Transformation, Trees, Whimsy
Tagged Fantasy, Fear, Imagination, Magic, Transformation, Trees, Whimsy
The blank page
‘tis an enemy, forsooth, draining words
from me. Thou accursed fiend,
such a fickle foe,
muse now flow?
As I stare blankly away
from thee, thy laughter
The blank page
seems my enemy as it stares balefully
back at me. Until I write a
thought or two,
what I can do.
Putting black on white,
as words now rain, tho’
how soon ‘til I feel his
on a blank subject…x
Posted in Fear, Muse, Poetry, Self Doubt, Whimsy, Words
Tagged Fear, Muse, Poetry, Self Doubt, Whimsy, Words
You asked could you be forgiven,
I said yes, but you see I lied.
You asked if you had hurt me,
I said no, truth is I cried.
Truth can be sometimes hurtful,
make the vulnerable even more so.
Then you asked if we had a future,
I answered with truth,
coup de grâce,
Posted in About Life..., Fear, Feelings, Love, Poem, Romance
Tagged About Life, Fear, Feelings, Love, Poem, Romance
to hold, a page
to write, a mind to think,
an idea shines bright, words quickly flow
to begin the tale,
with it’s hanging pail. Imagination
is unbound, with the sky the limit,
or deep underground, as a coin
is dropped, a wish is made,
too late to worry
or be dismayed,
the time has passed,
your fears abound, as now you hear
the splashing sound, what happens next
is up to you, what did you wish for?…
and will it come true?
Posted in Fear, Ideas, Imagination, Mistakes, Poem, Waiting, Whimsical, Wishes, Words
Tagged Ideas, Poem, Waiting, Whimsical, Wishes, Words
You hide there deep in the shadows,
tell me, dost thou wait for me
to close my eyes,
breathe so deep,
than a fear rising dark in my mind,
couldst thou be standing watch o’er me,
a guide, without whom I’d search blind.
There be no answer forthcoming,
it seems that trust is the key,
you wait there deep
in the shadows,
I live in hope
Posted in Dreams, Dreamscape, Fantasy, Fear, Hope, Poem, Waiting, Watching
Tagged Dreams, Dreamscape, Fantasy, Fear, Hope, Waiting, Watching