Daydream
in Metaphor Poems
Where did all the flowers go?
Falling leaves in colors show
Spring is but a memory.
Distant dreams come over me.
in Metaphor Poems
Where did all the flowers go?
Falling leaves in colors show
Spring is but a memory.
Distant dreams come over me.
Inspiration comes and goes.
Sometimes it ebbs, sometimes it flows.
There is no rhyme or rhythm here.
Sometimes it's far, sometimes it's near.
in Alone Poems
My heart is but an island
Inside this castaway.
Surrounded by the ocean blue,
I hope to sail someday.
in Change Poems
The clouds never break
Like blue waters do
On this Island of Pain.
How can I stand true?
You've gone and left me all alone -
All by myself - can't telephone.
In a world of days gone by,