The Poem Anthology
This collection was initially written for the eldest in society. I see no reason that they can't be shared with all. Enjoy the sadness, the mystique, and the love in these works. Beauty is everywhere.
Bees
Humble and small
Harmless and kind
Tiny dancers
Big pollinators
We rely on them
They rely on us
Sleeping in flower beds
Soft and cute
Smart and loyal
All for the colony
All for the queen
Endangered and at risk
We must protect
To reap the rewards
Of their hard work
~
Time Is All We Have
Time is such a fleeting thing
It comes, it goes, and leaves us behind.
The memories we share remind us of the past
And shape our future.
It is in its nature to pass us by
Without knowledge, without remorse.
We move through time oblivious to its plight
And in its wake held helpless against its grasp.
Let it be time who decides all things
And in time all things will come to a close.
The future is to come,
The past to become,
The present to be.
In the end,
Time is all we have.
~
In the Dark
All alone
In the dark
No light shines
No sparks fly.
Clutch thy chest
And pray, pray, pray
That one day soon
You’ll shine so bright.
Breathing softly
Through the night
Looking for
My saviour’s guide.
Hold myself
Close and tight
Determined to
Bring out the light.
In the dark
I wait and see
For someone too
Come rescue me.
~
Dark Skies
Through starry skies, the night is dark
The signs shine with undying light.
The archer takes his fateful mark
As balance holds the pendulums might.
The bull, the lion, and the sheep
In water’s depth and domain.
The virgin ever one to weep
The crab has come to stake its claim
The scorpion wrath is but a sting
As twins play tricks, a child’s game.
The fish eager to jump and sling
The ram lies weary, worn, and lame.
~
To Love Yourself
To love yourself is hard.
So easy to see the flaws
So intimately we know our short-comings.
To love yourself is a skill.
It is not something that comes naturally.
It is learned and practiced over time.
To love yourself is necessary.
You cannot go through life without it.
You cannot love others otherwise.
To love yourself is kind.
It’s recognition of your worth.
It’s proof of how far you’ve come.
To love yourself is worth it.
It opens you up to all life has to offer.
It opens you to all the possibilities in front of you.
To love yourself is the first step.
It is required to move forward.
It is how progress in bettering ourselves.
Love yourself.
~
The Lady in Azure
Her hair is wild strands of golden silk.
Her skin is smooth as the ocean surface.
She moves like wind, and dances like fire.
Her voice is pure as nature intended.
She wears garments of a velvet blue.
Her eyes wander across the room.
Looking for the one to free her soul.
Deep as the abyss.
Wings that fly in endless azure.
She yearns the day she knows the feeling.
She calls and beckons on deaf ears.
For beauty dies in the arms of a lie.
~
Eden
There is a place,
It does exist,
Where unimaginable beauty dwells.
A place with mountains that disappear in the clouds.
Trees that reach for the sun,
Meadows of the brightest flowers,
Bogs with the softest moss.
There is a place,
In this world,
Where the stars connect in beams of light.
They map the universe,
Through space and time,
In stories passed down the generations.
There is a place,
Here and Now,
Where life runs in abundance.
Where the insects chirp,
Birds of feathers fly free,
And balance in everything has been achieved.
There is a place.
That is the end of The Poem Anthology . Thanks for reading.
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