Rhymed Musings
Night Flight
It’s that hour againIt’s that our of nightWhen I start my descending and lonely flight.
The Dream
…Then childhood was over, you know how it feels,
And the rest of the life began.
And somebody told me that dreams don’t pay bills
And I traded my dream for a plan.
Into the Fog
When sea is rough,When life is toughAnd treats you like a dog,Sometimes you’ve gotTo show some gutAnd head into the fog.
A Journey Interrupted
…I want to travel deepest thoughts,
To face my deepest fears,
And to untie a million knots
I’ve tied over the years.
Comments
I really enjoy your poetry… I hope you find enough inspiration in your current surroundings to keep writing. But even when the ink doesn’t meet the page, I hope the universe speaks to you lyrically and gives you everything you need
Your poetry is moving, and inspiring. You know, I just heard about you yesterday, and started reading your blog yesterday, but I already love it. I’ve been reading some of the “who is he?” comments, and the more I read of your poetry and blogging, the more that question bothers me and seems irrelevant. Your writing is incredible, and should be read for that alone.
@Jacqueline @lettergo2hell Thank you. This means a lot.
“The fact is that love is of two kinds, one which commands, and one which obeys. The two are quite distinct, and the passion to which the one gives rise is not the passion of the other.” ~ Honore de Balzac