Larry Hays Poet Ballade

Mystery

A friend of mine the other day
             stepped inside my brain
             No one has heard from my friend since
              A mystery that will remain.

             I opened up the cellar door
             to feel the surging heat
             I looked below and there behold
            was my missing friend at my feet.

            He beckoned me to follow him
             down a dark and dismal path
            I took the lead because of my greed
              and no sooner felt the wrath.

            The wrath I felt was my own wrath
             for I had fallen into my brain
             No one has heard from me since
              A mystery that will remain!

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Carol Sunshine Brown October 27, 2011 at 6:04 AM I stopped back today to see if you had written anything new Larry. I hope you will write and share more with us. Love, Carol

Carol Sunshine Brown October 11, 2011 at 3:48 PM A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you this afternoon Larry. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. Read and comment on their's and they will return in kind. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love and blessing always, Carol