Marcy
Though, the snow, is falling hard;… A lonely figure, trudges on;into l… As, his pace, is slow and steady;i… While, the snow, piles up;his lips… There is, no reason, for him, to s…
Long dark hair with sensual lips;… And as she sleeps I have to stop;… I watch her with that peaceful smi… I hope she’s happy with her thoug… She rolls over in her sleep;she al…
I sit inside a cemetery, surrounde… Staring at a headstone;and the mem… I look away and hang my head;tears… Silently whispering to my self;ign… In an endless procession;faces com…
Though life, might seem, an, uphil… We all, must walk, the mountain tr… As, this new year, comes, again;do… Take, a walk, on a, mountain trail… The trail, may bring you, better h…
Darkness comes at an earlier hour, Frost coats the land around, All the seasonal changes come, As we walk on frozen ground, We see the trees without their lea…
Emotions take us far and wide, Sometimes forward, sometimes back… Giving us things that we desire, Or things we have become our lack, They can be wrapped in darkness,
Looking out across a landscape, Now soaked with days of rain, The raindrops add to the thought, I’m tired of this pain, The moisture chills me to the bone…
We walked, the trails, hand in han… And related, to each other, things… Making plans, for tomorrow, for th… Seeing, tomorrow, in each other’s… Love settled, in a cabin, built, o…
It seems our different generation… Are somehow caught somewhere betwe… As interaction becomes non-existen… It’s now contained on a little scr… Through the years we’ve learned th…
I am not a perfect man, But I never claimed to be, Yet the closest thing I need, Is you, here with me I do not care about the past,
I, can see, that, black hair, fall… As, I see, that smile, again;as I… I, can see, a tattoed neck;while,… As, I feel, your whispered breath… I, can see you, as, you cook;I fe…
Snowflakes become a curtain, That moves without a sound, Silently falling to the earth, To cover all around, Winter gives it’s dying gasps,
The colors of the rainbow;now are… As a monster roams about;that only… Every colors muted red;this creatu… While his blood boils hot;as he se… Instinct once an ally;yet now not…
From the top of a mountain, A green forest is seen below, And in another direction, A sea of flowers grows, I stand on a rocky outcrop,
Do our senses play tricks on us, Make fantasies seem real, As all the things we think we felt… Are they really what we feel, Though we use our eyes to see,