Poetry Blogs (childhood friends)
You may think that friendships will never last
That is, until you rekindle one from your past
Sometimes we disconnect as time goes by
But that isn't any cause to be sad or cry
If destiny and fate cross your paths once more
You will feel at home again, no longer sore
We leave finger prints on one another's souls
That keep us marked until we are grey and old
Time may hold many turns and cha...
Monday 23rd July 2018 1:12 pm
it seems so far away
when we use to play
without care at all
just the playground and the ball.
i think about the time
when playing was always on my mind
in what ever form
it was a good norm.
we played in the sun all day long
and a look from my mother seem to say its all wrong
my son is so tanned
seems like he was playing on the beach sand.
to all ...
Monday 5th March 2018 4:57 pm
Beneath The Watch Tower
I watch the man who sits below the oak,
his features twisted by the scars of time,
a body wrapped inside a velvet cloak
of moss, that wasn’t there back in his prime.
He played amid the gnawing granite teeth
that sprung from grassy gums of evergreen
and knew nothing of those who lay beneath,
but only those who, with him, danced ...
Monday 18th February 2013 11:53 pm