Poetry

In the night, in the day, I walk and walk away. I journey on over and over; Mountians to valleys, rivers to plains. I question, to wonder; I hope, to dream; I conquer, yet to fail. I find me yet to loose me. I walk and walk again. I see Read more…

Each day we come and go, spending each moment working hard at our task. It matters not to us what it is, for it is a game to us. It is the game of life. Unknown Date

St. Nicolas be ye certain still, a fortnight twixt yet to pass afore ye be at sill! Hold taught this day whence of love and thanks be filled. Let nay dreary thoughts befuddle our minds, for hope and thanks should be what ye finds. Family, friendship and kindred love this Read more…

Light to Dark Dark to Light I embark once again into the Night Soft to Hard Hard to Soft I close my fists and endure the fight Hate to Love Love to Hate For what I wish tis life to end For mighty Hecate to purge my body and soul Read more…

Quiet nights alone on a hill top stars gleaming bright a gentle breeze I alone on this hill to wonder, what my future holds. Unknown Date

From the heart with the Sweet songs and a melody With thine eyes my heart doth leap Ever so hoping of you I may keep A love to call my own An yet to share and to hold Forever and a day I am for thee In that I doth Read more…