"To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives." -Henry David Thoreau
"People demand freedom of speech as a compensation for the freedom of thought which they seldom use." -Søren Kierkegaard

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Moon and Sun

The following are the most popular of my poems.

This one is the favorite of my Sister.

  Death

Death is a tragedy for destiny
A metaphor for the perfect cure
Deemed and dreamed by Elohim

Death can be slow with no, or fast and so...
The moon creeps down tonight to steal the last light
DEATH HAS AWOKEN TONIGHT!



This next one is my Grandmother's favorite.

   Colors Arise
It arises beautifully, in the east each day
The splashes of colors; red and yellow
It is a ball surrounded
Colors from pink to purple
It shines; it glows to show
To warm; to brighten our day
It is the essential for life
And at night it falls...at a slow pace
'Tis gone for the day
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