Just a few poems from before I typed them into a computer - these are some of the ones from my composition books...
Secrets Pure gold wrapped in sustained thought Priceless gems Wondrous hideaways Places you go where no one Can ever possibly follow Magical dreams Belonging to the divulgent mind Binding ties between the soul and the body on Earth Valued by one and truly one alone… The source of the secret. Secrets. I have so many to sustain me. A piece of pink fuzz Shed from my carpet So small and still Yet important. Without the fuzz The carpet would be Empty… In one tiny place. The stars above shine down so bright A faint sweet glow of moonless night I cradle my head and sigh with ease My thoughts begin their wingless flight. I soar among the dazzling sounds My limbs I find no longer bound My mind fades from inept facades My head held high; my glory crowned. Treasured words release my ties. Beyond all doubt my spirit flies Wishes are no longer real Enigmas bloom before my eyes. Resplendent wonders soon come to be; An end to old; it’s my mystery. Change and hope rekindle the flame Rumbling and shoving my soul to fly free. My eyes awaken to my heart hope desire My dreams are unleashed; an unyielding earth fire! Unveiling my soul, my mystical being – I soar upon the wings of the dreams. When dreams must die You find your hope. When wishes die You learn to cope. If tears fall fast - Thy first nor last – You find your strength in desert snow. As we breathe, love permeates air As we kiss, your souls unite As we touch, you are immortal As we dance, you touch the stars. As we break, the moment’s shattered As we retreat, once more there’s death As we stand broken, moroseness couples As we die, the world’s bereft. Down to the Earth, I fell With drooping wings and lonely heart I met the barren, empty souls And asked why they had given up. No answers given, only sighs On how they’ve left their tears to dry Their hope abandoned for despair And on I watch, an angel scared. Succumbing to turmoil, There is certainty. Surrounded by fear, There is calm. Blinded by fire, There is clarity. Lost in oblivion, There is hope. When the lifeline slips through your aching fingers… Then appear your wings. You conserve Only what you love. You love Only what you understand. You understand Only what you’re taught. Please let me teach you well. Dawn is breaking And you have gone Silently fading away. But the night has ended My tears have dried Sheltered by your love, I’m safe. More than a whisper Of hope in my heart Patiently I wait for tonight For then you shall come Watch over me My everyday angel of life. A lonely bark In the noon of day. The scampering footfalls Of the young, unnamed. A sudden grin To be uncaged. A plea I can’t resist. The future comes; the hard times go. The hands of time move fast; move slow. Hearts are broken; words unspoken, Life continues on its way. Dawn approaches; darkness ends. Wounds of old and new now mend. Step out of night into bright sunlight As life continues on its way.
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Julie WestphalAuthor, Poet, Dreamer Archives
February 2024
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