Fluffy's joined the jet set
in the upper stratosphere
where the cirrus clouds are wispy
just like her touzled hair.
Is she off to Tokyo
or maybe to LA?
When dogs have joined the jet set
it's difficult to say.
But what about her carbon count?
It must be very high.
More local earthbound walkies
should reduce her need to fly.
Retirement is just taking a break
Like a graduation
From your previous journey
And now you've embarked on a new journey
A new life
It can be full of adventures, love and happiness too
Different stage different scenes
Different stage different mood
Different stage different acquirements
Different age different beauty
Different age different status
Different age different ideologies
But now you're free from routine,tiredness,stress
and pressure
And so you can be nearer to your soul
And so you can be nearer to god
Scared of death
Because of inseparable love
Because of unacceptable loneliness
Scared to leave behind the loved ones
Lonely without love
Scared to embark on a journey
Lonely without love
And so we pray together
May God be with us and our family
Always
Have you ever ponder on your past?
And realized it was mend to be.
You have the scars.
The wounds was the place,
For the light to come in.
Because of a sympathetic ear,
And what others’ endured.
You are their train.
Listen with empathy,
To their pain.
You know these friends,
Are passengers visiting an Inn.
They are just passing through.
Let them embark.
Listen to their hearts.
Give them quality advised.
They know you experienced it.
When they say goodbye.
You wished them well.
Another passenger is ready,
To embark the train.
The chance of falling in love
Maybe one in a million
To choose and to embark
On the last flight
Is fate
To stay is fate too
And
As solemn as a flight
Love is no U-turn journey
Love is no sudden-stop journey
The holy bell only ring once
And
Love is no joking after all
Hear Lark To Park Did Embark
We wanted to start hearing a lark,
Who always liked to sing in a park,
Hear singing;
Beauty bringing;
This is where we wanted to embark.
Jim Horn
Girl, as we embark on this journey
We will always have one another
It is simply just you and I
We're in this thing together
The path may be rocky at times
We may take a slip and fall
We rise above the struggle
And together, we stand tall
Embark To See The Ark
One day what I want to do is embark,
So I can go in search of Noah's Ark;
All of the animals had climbed aboard,
That had been made by God our Lord.
They climbed aboard and were there,
Each of them came to stay pair by pair;
For months on top of water did float;
Some were cows, sheep and even a goat.
Returned back to earth's surface to live;
All of their recognition to God did give;
On the countryside they all ran loose;
Bring more life and continue to produce.
Jim Horn
About To Embark
Remembered when we were about to embark,
On a cruise but came up with a question mark;
Go which way?
How much pay?
My wallet had being eaten up by a big shark.
Jim Horn
You are about to embark on a journey
Just simply enjoy the ride
Nothing is meant to be easy
Take everything in stride
You will go through a learning process
Potential terrains and pitfalls will try to deter you
Lift yourself and find your inner strength
Strive for excellence in everything that you do
Trip On To Embark
Nights in my life seemed so dark;
Black like death and also so stark;
Nothing in them would be seen;
Caught somewhere in between;
Trip on am about to embark.
Seems like it represents thoughts
of death that need to be overcome
with happiness and joy.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
RiverSea Plantation
Bolivia, NC 28422
Implied from the way you play on cues
Agitation melted through your exquisite muse
Seek for the bias of obsolescence
Here I am, your past luminescence
The palate of my soul was longed for your latitude
Stardust sent as the boisterous glimmers above the black wings of my altitude
Admiration reverberates through our rhymes
Stolen implicitly from the vibration of our lines
Flowered hill
Meadow of our thrill
Butterflies were we
Together collaborated in a whisper of glee
I live as a chanter of black rose
And you are a shadow of living prose
We are like we no more
As we are stalled and closed our linking door
We are questioned by our lost
We are disguised in a crescent light accost
Encrypted through the echoes of longing
We are the omen of the beginning
I try to reach profundity
but all around make fun of me
for living life with simpler goals
like learning and tranquility.
So now I'm leaving all I've got
to quest for my own Camelot.
Requiring only books and pen
I'm setting off to find my spot.
In this room sat at desk
write line after line
some day to profess...
line in time...
A word on tandem with feeling attached
all memoirs like an artist will sketch...
with excitement I await
for my love to awake...
I scan through my memories...
love and laughter to date...
pen poised I write at rapid rate...
the pen, the paper tremble and tease...
with coffee and cigarette focus with ease...
with ocean view, ships pass by...
I treasure the day - that you will subscribe...
These feelings inside pen poised now released...
The new morn greets day...
I pray will not cease....
pockets of moments
precious in time...
The life of this poet...
forever nestled in love
with rhyme...