Category: Poems

The Passerby

Thanks for passing by, I had a good timeThanks for passing by, I found my lightFor truths that hurt, for kindness rhymedAnd winds that blew

For

Be strong for those who need youBe knowledgeable for those who will learn from youBe ready for those who will call for your helpBe present

To Open Sea

My sail is still, my sail is stillHow soon, O Wind, will you blow?No one to fill, no one to fillA heart that longs to

The Lark’s Song

The lark breaks the cold gray morning With his own brand of sweet song Though he sang with all his heart’s beating No one else

Friend, Like It or Not

I am your friend whether you like it or notI’ll be there beside you even if you’re a snotShould we be good or in fight,

Reason, no Reason

The day I learned to love youIs the day I learned to lose youWhen you slipped into the nothingnessFading into my forgetfulness The day I

Flow, flow

Carry on as you flowFlow down, down, deepDeep into the dark blueAs my hands cannot keep Deep into the dark blueSail and slide awayGlide and

Faithfulness

Will you be there beside meWhen I won’t be so loveableWhen beauty has long fadedAnd the years long spent Will you be there beside meWhen