Best Lifeimage Poems
Barn’s beauty doth now seem out of place
Holding but memories of someone’s page
Lone relic image of the days gone by
Of many tears, fears, trouble and toil
Perhaps joys of many jamborees
The echoes of the times would remember
All the whole wide world be but a stage
A personal enigma of life's phase
A barn’s image of many days gone by
Left but mysteries of life’s rehearsal
The sacredness of human essence be gone
Gone from mortal view, but not forgotten
Held securely of Cosmic consciousness
In the master field of sacred memory!!
White rose buds slowly ease out of my lips,
As its thorns cut my throat bit by bit,
And turn the petals into a shade of crimson.
The petals spew onto the soil caressing it,
And turning it into gold so pure that its color is of
A transparent one,
So transparent and pure
It shows me image deep beneath the earth,
Of hell dusk entrances
I cry at the image and my tears flow upward onto the sky,
Opening a pathway to heavens pearly gates,
My tears flow all the way up,
And up to the gates and knocks,
At the doors to tell god of these un-soothing pains
And overflowing miseries.