Is that you?
Is that me?
There was a time
My love
When all was right
And all was wrong
But in the end the life sailed on
My love
And so within
This makeshift box do sing
Is a life well spent?
Where reason and love had repent
And in the life’s end
Did more of you and me did expend
To say . HI!
My name is Nigel’s
And I don’t lie
So write your list
Of Christmas lesson learned and missed
For there I will and do roam
Until I do pass
All
Alone
What fell
from the shelf
Onto the floor
Of
Nevermore
Oh..amI reeling unto and into
the times lost amongst
us
All I say
Tis
A another brilliant day and
to that end
is the dread that
Will always END!!
Yesterday came and went
Like a great rail train spewing smoke in vent
You were 4
I was 2
We fought like mad man
Until
The night flew
And then it was 5 and 8 and beyond
Our lives as brothers were lost, oh, lost for all
And now I think and say this my brother
Without our scraps and scrapes to one another
I wouldn’t think
There was a another time
I would
Spend
That could be happier than that then
And now you sleep
For evermore
I guess I’ll soon too
Greet you in the great
Nevermore
Where ghosts of time
Hide beyond the lines
And there we, I hope we, thee
Will see one another
Another we’ll see
As if we were once
Just you and me
And there she was
A girl of girls
Wrapped in blue Jeans and flowing curls
Her father said; had I known better
I’d named her Tom
Instead of Stephanie
A tom-boy she was
And none better
Could pitch she could
Her grandad made sure
Hung out with all the boys
One especially she knew would
Malcolm he was
And to her mighty cute
The romance began
Where nothing else could
The years passed
Most were quick
One day she changed
From Tom to peanut butter
Because all the boys said
She made them feel like jelly
When she smiled at them. Oh brother!
Don’t worry Lass
Rest and awake
At your new place
Don’t worry Lass
I’ll take care of your lawn
Under the stars of your own
Where you’ll see your dreams
of when, and then….
That had come
and gone
….And now will take you
to where you are to go…
Don’t worry, dear
You’ll soon pass to a place held fast
Don’t worry Lass
And you’ll be around
In a new place
Still in all
Where you last held
Space
Don’t worry Lass
Don’t worry
Every minute lays awake
For times
Unsung, to make
Their break
Soar….
A shadow ran
Across my face
And left its mark
Without a trace, Except for
A line or two
Of years denied
But also suffered through
In that lane
Of remorseful purposes
Hide times
So lost before us…
And what about you?
1st to last be such a trip,
A wild ride through memories flip,
But then you see we arrive at the door
At which we pass-through,
To never more!
Does it matter much?
Or matter not!
The trail we leave, or weave if you will,
Is for those who admire
And think of you well…
So there your life sits…
On Eternity’s… shelf!
Awaiting reuse Muahahahah….
By someone else???
May the forces of all that are gentle,
Powerful and
Heavenly, be with you….
There’s an old story
Out there,
That speaks of love
Almost anywhere
So, to know it one must say!
There’s love and that everyday…
But there’s loving,
And being in love!
And that ain’t sayin
They’re, the same….